As I have posted previously, and some of you know, I decided just over a year ago to rehome a Boerboel pup from the litter our female came from, who had been given up by the original owners when their marriage broke down, I don't want to bore the arse off you all by rehashing old posts so I will try and keep to the facts.
I have 3 Boerboels - Sugar was the original BB pup, now 2 years old, that we added to our 2 English Pointers, followed by Harry, her half brother, now 18 months, and last April, after a whopping 4 homes in as many weeks in an attempt to rehome him by the breeder, I rightly or wrongly took the decision, after a lot of heart versus head discussions with the breeder that enough was enough and brought Kaiser home; this period of to-ing and fro-ing for him was further compounded by me losing my home to my ex husband, and having to move into a much smaller house with my daughter and the five dogs - my son was forced to find digs because finances now dictated a two bed house was all I could afford.
Enough of the sob story... At the time, I was given some very straight advice by other Boerboel people, and some of you Leerburg people about what lay ahead with 2 males, (I don't include my male pointer in this as he is more like a one toed sloth, very laid back and no threat) regarding dominance issues, well, you were right, shortly before we moved, I dropped an empty milk carton on the way to the dustbin, the youngest BB picked it up to play with it, the other male approached and a fight ensued, they were both younger and lighter then and I broke it up quickly, lesson #1 learned, no high value toys or treats, then a few nights at the new house, they passed each other in the doorway, it kicked off again, this time my daughter and me broke it up, no harm done and lesson #2 learned, Harry in a crate in the kitchen, not allowed in the sitting room anymore, keep them separate at feeding time, don't leave them alone in the garden, always supervised.
I bought 2 e-collars, one for each male, prong collars for all the BB's and wire basket muzzles after the males got to it on a walk, and up until now, they have been managed with vigilance, separation and almost obsessional avoidance of people and other dogs - mostly because Harry is unpredictable with other dogs and ( I think) fearful of people, I imagine due to my paranoia that he is going to flip out, he will bark furiously at people coming to the house and has charged people out on the fields off lead, so now he is walked on the lead, muzzled and only let off with my finger hovering over the e-collar remote whilst constantly scanning for people with/without dogs.
Today, things reached new heights, when I stupidly let the 2 yellows walk passed his crate to go into the garden, he exploded, he has charged them before through the crate and one of us takes the passing dog out of the kitchen while the other corrects Harry with the e-collar or a verbal command, he subsides, things calm down and we move on, this time, I was on my own, Harry went berserk and crashed against the crate until he actually smashed one of the pannels out, the fight was long, bloody and I look like I have been slashed across the belly with a blade where I tried and failed to hold the metal pannel in place, three dogs with a combined weight of 30 stone and the kitchen turned into a blood bath, I managed to get the female out of the room by twisting her ear by taking one hand off the crate and booting her with the leg that wasn't trapped into the lounge, and then I shut the door on the males to try and get a minutes clarity, it went quiet in the kitchen, I opened the door and they had both dropped to the floor exhausted.
Anyway, that was several hours ago, I have moved Harry out into a make shift kennel in the garden summer house, him and Kaiser are both licking their wounds, and the female, hasn't a mark on her, I am bloody exhausted and have a thumping headache.
It is obvious I have a shitty situation of my own doing, I was over ambitious and let my feelings of pity over Kaiser blot out all rational thought, disregarded concern that I was getting in over my head, and worst of all am subjecting Harry to isolation because I took in a rehomer when he was so young, and let the feelings of pity for Kaiser interfere with the needs of a pup who barely had time to say howdy before bringing a needy, demanding, starved of affection boy who stole our hearts and craved our attention into his life, when he needed our focus on him.
The way I see it, none of this is fair on any of the dogs, (the pointers are not part of the problem, and all the Boerboels treat them affectionatly and just happily co-exist with them)I don't believe Harry at 18 months is beyond hope, he is just a pup for gods sake, I know I am doing something wrong, all the dogs get a 45-50 minute road walk, an hour and a half off lead free running, (in two seperate packs), have raw diets, and in Harry's case, a lot of one on one ob, structured and disciplined routines, not allowed on furniture, not allowed upstairs and no high value treats and toys en masse.
I am ready for some probably well deserved arse kicking, but mostly I am hoping someone can offer some practical advice on the way forward.
Sorry for the lengthy post.
Tracey