I am a VERY bad dog. That's what Massah keeps saying over and over and over and over. I'm not particularly perturbed by the situation, but I think that makes her even MORE mad at me. This is what I did tonight:
I'm not really concerned.
The Girl here. I have never been so angry and scared and shocked in my entire life. This little buggar BIT his sister tonight. Leah was making chicken and a tiny piece fell on the floor. She of course picked it up, but Tad came over to lick the spot. Fig wandered over to see what was going on, and he started in on her. After Leah seperated them (thank goodness she didn't get bit) I immediately put Fig in a time out because she is the one who is usually crabby and more "dangerous"... but when she came out of time out her eye was swollen! Turns out I didn't look her over well enough and there were two puncture wounds abover her eye and another scratch on the other side of the eye. These are pictures I took at the vet (on my phone, so they aren't the best quality):
The thing with Tad is that he has NO EARTHLY IDEA when you are mad at him - he's completely oblivious to any kind of emotion. So I can scold him till the cows come home, but he's totally clueless. And that makes me MAD because I feel like he's not "sorry" for what he did and would do it again in a heartbeat. And it also annoys me that dogs have, like... a 30 second attention span, so I can't continue to scold him. And I know I'm being ultimately irrational but the whole situation scared me to death. Right now they're fine; Tad was ridiculously excited to see Fig when we got back from the vet. He wants to lick her to death, as usual. Fig seems totally fine with him too; she's sleeping right now (after her dose of pain killer). I just don't know that to do. I guess I was hoping he was getting better with the food issue. I know he had a tough life before we found each other and he had to scrounge and fight for food (whenever it was occasionally tossed on the ground for him and his brother) and I understand that concept was ingrained in him for survival. I don't know how to help him with that! I feed him on a regular basis and at the same times every day, hoping he would "get the picture" that food will always be around for him now. I pet and touch him while he eats. I hold his food sometimes. I take it away and give it back. What else can I do? It's been a year and a half... how long does it take? Or will I always have to watch him like a hawk?
Sorry for the rant. If anyone has any insight or suggestions PLEASE feel free to share them! I'm a little stressed right now.