Dexter is a really lovely dog. He has such a goofy expression that you cannot but love him.
That being said he has one or two serious behavioural issues.
1. He sprinkles his urine for no apparent reason.
He could be outside for 72 days, you let him in, and 5 minutes later he will take a piss. It has if he has been holding it in so he can put urine in your home. He never pees on a surface that is easy to clean, he will pee on the corner of your pot drawer, your curtains or on your shoe.
2. He takes a crap in the most bizarre places.
Again adding he has unhindered access to the great outdoors. He will be outside for ever, walk right in and take a crap. Never on an easy to clean surface, but right in the centre or your prized zebra skin, or in this week’s case, right in the centre of Isabelle’s bed!! Crap and a giant piss!
3. He is brilliant with the kids, but will growl at them now and then – when he is eating something he thinks they might want, or when he is sleeping and has a really good spot.
We teach our dogs from the time they arrive in our house that humans (even small humans) are permitted to touch them and take food out of their mouths. Dexter is find 85% of the time, but then for the remainder he growls and his hackles go up.
I am not one of those people who refer to my dogs as my children. I used to, and then I had children.
I now understand that clear line between the two. One you can lock in the kitchen when they irritate you, the other you can’t.
So I treat dogs as dogs, I understand the pack mentality, I understand that they behave a certain way, and I can get all Caesar Milan on your arse. Really got it.
Dexter has become my kryptonite. I understand what he is doing is wrong, but I am absolutely powerless to stop him, because I do not understand why he does it, and also does things in a non-consistent way.
I buy the dogs a hoof each to chew. Annabelle (our Staffordshire Bull Terrier is 12) – I decide okay let me put her outside with the hoof, as she will eat Dexter if he comes near her whilst she is chewing it.
I put her outside – also because she is standing at the backdoor asking to go out.
I leave Dexter inside and he climbs into the dog basket, happily chewing the hoof. First time he has had a hoof, so it took him a few moments to grasp the point of eating a bovine’s discarded foot!
Dexter in box. Isabelle (note the dog and child have similar names …. long story) anyway Isabelle sees Dexter and walks over to him to give him a hug. Dexter thinks Isabelle is after the hoof and takes a bite of her arm.
It nearly broke the skin, and I was amazed by the bite pattern. Dexter is a Boston Terrier, so their bite is totally ridiculous.
But back to me and said SCREAMING CHILD. Isabelle is screaming like someone stole her Nuttella sandwich. I look at Dexter and the communication between my eyes and his brain was: “You little shit, I am going to kill you!!”
I did not kill him, though for a moment (if you add the crap on the bed to the week’s mix) I was seriously considering giving him away on gumtree.
I really really think if he has bitten her in the face, this conversation would be different.
I really love my dog, but cheese and rice I love my kids a lot more. I really have a lot of work to do with Dexter, but I can promise you if he ever bites my child again, I am so going to gumtree his arse!
Dexter if you are reading this – and I know you log on with my password, take this as your FINAL WARNING mate! You are very cute, but you will still be cute stuffed with sawdust on my TV cupboard. You my friend are on probation!!