My parents bought miniature horses before realizing what they really wanted again. An English Mastiff. The day we learned of my grandfather's death(October 2nd, 2010), we stumbled across an advertisement in the paper for English Mastiff puppies at nine in the evening. Mom and Dad were hesitant, afraid to get their hopes up, so I called to find out more information. There was one female left, which is what we had been hoping for, and she was only $1600 as she was almost ten weeks old! We left the house that night and got to the man's house about ten. After some car trouble, we made it back home about 11:30 with our newest family member!
After some deliberation, we settled on the name Freya, after one of the Norse Goddesses of war. Freya, though, was(and still is a little) the biggest chicken ever! She was afraid of the dark, afraid of her own shadow, afraid of brooms, books, bags, chairs, cars, the pavement. She has overcome many of her fears a year later, yet plastic bags are still her kryptonite.
I have worked with Freya to get her trained. Our previous English Mastiff had no training whatsoever(actually dragged my mother across the backyard one day!), so I was determined to have this precious girl be different. However, since I have been the only one to do any actual training with her, she barely does what anybody else wants her to do. She doesn't heel for them, she decides whether she wants to come to them or not, and they are her personal trampolines. All they need to do is enforce the rules, wouldn't think it's that hard, would you?
*ahem*Sorry.
A month ago, I learned that a Canine Good Citizen test was going to occur. With only half a day's advance notice of the event, I took Freya into public for the first time. She was a little disturbed at first, but quickly got a handle of herself. The next day at the event, she was magnificent! She didn't balk at the sight of people, and she didn't hide from strange dogs! She passed her test with flying colors. Because of that, I wanted to have her registered with the AKC so I could take her to more events. We already had the papers from her breeder, we just needed to fill them out and send it. I managed to take care of it online. It took a little convincing, but after some effort, I officially became the co-owner of Freya of Breezy Hill!
Now that I've probably bored you to tears(or if I haven't, feel free to comment and I'll respond!), I'll go practice some more offleash heeling with her.
After some deliberation, we settled on the name Freya, after one of the Norse Goddesses of war. Freya, though, was(and still is a little) the biggest chicken ever! She was afraid of the dark, afraid of her own shadow, afraid of brooms, books, bags, chairs, cars, the pavement. She has overcome many of her fears a year later, yet plastic bags are still her kryptonite.
I have worked with Freya to get her trained. Our previous English Mastiff had no training whatsoever(actually dragged my mother across the backyard one day!), so I was determined to have this precious girl be different. However, since I have been the only one to do any actual training with her, she barely does what anybody else wants her to do. She doesn't heel for them, she decides whether she wants to come to them or not, and they are her personal trampolines. All they need to do is enforce the rules, wouldn't think it's that hard, would you?
*ahem*Sorry.
A month ago, I learned that a Canine Good Citizen test was going to occur. With only half a day's advance notice of the event, I took Freya into public for the first time. She was a little disturbed at first, but quickly got a handle of herself. The next day at the event, she was magnificent! She didn't balk at the sight of people, and she didn't hide from strange dogs! She passed her test with flying colors. Because of that, I wanted to have her registered with the AKC so I could take her to more events. We already had the papers from her breeder, we just needed to fill them out and send it. I managed to take care of it online. It took a little convincing, but after some effort, I officially became the co-owner of Freya of Breezy Hill!
Now that I've probably bored you to tears(or if I haven't, feel free to comment and I'll respond!), I'll go practice some more offleash heeling with her.
