I bought Old Yeller (the female version) 7 years ago from the family whom originally coined the breed Black Mouth Cur. I owned mutts my whole life. There was 1 breed I swore that I'd get one day. Obviously, after I read the book Old Yeller when I was child.
I drove from Michigan to pick her up. Washed her ****-covered ass in the Dollar General bathroom sink a couple miles from Ladner's house. I drove all night to get her back to her mom before she had to go to work that morning. We were getting married less than a week later in the Bahamas. (Some poor young lady that worked with my wife swore she'd watch her for the time we were gone). I got home at 4:30am, and we agreed she could curl up with my wife to sleep for that night only. She slept with her back to my wife and her feet in my back for the next 7 years. I swear, I got more stories to prove you can't break this dog's will. She's a legend.
The woman that watched my 7 week old pup swore she was from Satan and she'd never watch her again when we got back from our wedding/honeymoon.
That was Reveille. She was the most stubborn, **** you, dog that ever lived. She also would protect my wife with her life. She didn't know how to back down from anything. When she claimed something, it was hers, and she'd die for it. (Including my eggs/bacon if I left it on the counter while I was getting ready for work). At 4 months she went at my heeler/pitbull mix so hard over a toy that he backed up into a wall and sat down. And she owned him for the rest of his life. This is a dog that could handle himself against any lab. He wanted no part of this sort of ferociousness.
We sent her off for training, thousands of dollars, nothing helped. She did **** her way and we loved her for it. Her downfall was she hated kids. She bit her first kid when she was 6 months old. Another a few years ago when some stranger 10 year old charged my wife for no reason while we were out in public. From day 1 she was shaky with kids. We hoped when we had kids she'd recognize that they were ours (as so many people promised she would) and adopt them into our pack. For 9 months she was "ok" with him. She mainly retreated when she felt uncomfortable, but I was never comfortable with it.
At the same time, she was my hunting partner. We went to the lease together and she would run ALL DAY leading the way. Always circling back to keep tabs on me. In the fall and late winter we were in the national forest squirrel hunting. She was my buddy. Best ****ing dog of all time.
This morning, with us all working from home, my wife and I are taking shifts watching our 10m old. On my shift, he climbed up his high chair and my sleeping BMC dove over the couch and tackled him. Pinning him to the ground and mouthing him while he screamed helplessly.
He's fine, Praise God! No real damage other than some scrapes and bruises, but how could I be so ****ing stupid to think I could manage this situation. We tried for the past 6 months to re-home her, but we had to be careful because it's hard to make people understand that her hating kids means she HATES kids.
Anyways, she's dead now. That's the last dog I own unless I someday own 100+ acres where they can be dogs.
I drove from Michigan to pick her up. Washed her ****-covered ass in the Dollar General bathroom sink a couple miles from Ladner's house. I drove all night to get her back to her mom before she had to go to work that morning. We were getting married less than a week later in the Bahamas. (Some poor young lady that worked with my wife swore she'd watch her for the time we were gone). I got home at 4:30am, and we agreed she could curl up with my wife to sleep for that night only. She slept with her back to my wife and her feet in my back for the next 7 years. I swear, I got more stories to prove you can't break this dog's will. She's a legend.
The woman that watched my 7 week old pup swore she was from Satan and she'd never watch her again when we got back from our wedding/honeymoon.
That was Reveille. She was the most stubborn, **** you, dog that ever lived. She also would protect my wife with her life. She didn't know how to back down from anything. When she claimed something, it was hers, and she'd die for it. (Including my eggs/bacon if I left it on the counter while I was getting ready for work). At 4 months she went at my heeler/pitbull mix so hard over a toy that he backed up into a wall and sat down. And she owned him for the rest of his life. This is a dog that could handle himself against any lab. He wanted no part of this sort of ferociousness.
We sent her off for training, thousands of dollars, nothing helped. She did **** her way and we loved her for it. Her downfall was she hated kids. She bit her first kid when she was 6 months old. Another a few years ago when some stranger 10 year old charged my wife for no reason while we were out in public. From day 1 she was shaky with kids. We hoped when we had kids she'd recognize that they were ours (as so many people promised she would) and adopt them into our pack. For 9 months she was "ok" with him. She mainly retreated when she felt uncomfortable, but I was never comfortable with it.
At the same time, she was my hunting partner. We went to the lease together and she would run ALL DAY leading the way. Always circling back to keep tabs on me. In the fall and late winter we were in the national forest squirrel hunting. She was my buddy. Best ****ing dog of all time.
This morning, with us all working from home, my wife and I are taking shifts watching our 10m old. On my shift, he climbed up his high chair and my sleeping BMC dove over the couch and tackled him. Pinning him to the ground and mouthing him while he screamed helplessly.
He's fine, Praise God! No real damage other than some scrapes and bruises, but how could I be so ****ing stupid to think I could manage this situation. We tried for the past 6 months to re-home her, but we had to be careful because it's hard to make people understand that her hating kids means she HATES kids.
Anyways, she's dead now. That's the last dog I own unless I someday own 100+ acres where they can be dogs.