One of Sport's "issues" and reasons why he was returned to our shelter was his separation anxiety. When I first got him, he would whine if I was ever out of sight and if I left him uncrated, he would sit at the door and CRY until I returned home or destroy and pee on things if unsupervised. He used to be whiney in his crate too, but fairly soon after I got him, he stopped. He never makes a peep in his crate anymore (unless he is at the shelter!).
Earlier this week, when I left for class I put Sport in his crate and closed the door. When I returned, I found Sport in his crate and the crate door closed but not latched. I guess I just forgot to lock it. But he just fell asleep.
For a dog that used to HATE his crate, he is doing well. I wouldn't say that he LOVES it yet, but he tolerates it well enough. Especially to not even realized that it wasn't locked. I think it is harder to crate train a dog that hates a crate than one that has no experience with one. You have to get rid of the previous association and build a new one. But we are doing okay.
The next day, we went on a walk with some friends and their dogs. I was so proud of how outgoing and confident he was on the trail. I used to let him off lead all the time because he wouldn't go further than a couple feet from me. He would freak out if I was out of sight for even a second and he wouldn't leave the trail for anything.
He was running around like a fool, following one of the dogs out of sight and then racing back to me with a huge smile on his face like, "Hey Mom! I just smelled the coolest thing, you have to check it out!!!" Towards the end, he was even leading the group every once in a while and taking paths away from the people and dogs. It was so great. He approached people, even a child, and played with some dogs that we met along the way too!
Lastly, this morning, just as I was about to leave for class, Kenya (the dog we are dogsitting) had a seizure. It was over very quickly and I ushered her into my room and closed the door. In her post-ictal phase, she doesn't recognize people and since she is fear aggressive, she isn't fun to be around during that time. I was at a loss as to what to do as Sport's crate is in my bedroom and so was the crazy barking dog.
So I took a chance.
I took all the food stuff off the kitchen table and left Sport uncrated for the longest time yet. I was gone from 7:30 to 1:00 and when I returned, he was sleeping on the couch. Nothing was out of place except for his toys and he was not at all overly excited to see me (a big difference from six months ago when I would leave for a minute and upon my return he would scream and jump into my lap and lick lick lick.).
Anyway, again I am very proud of my boy. It seems like I have been testing him lately and he has passed with flying colors! I am constantly amazed by his resilience and eagerness to please me.
But Mom, you already knew I was perfect!