Our integration with Effie has gone amazingly well. Perhaps it gave me a false sense of confidence, or perhaps today was "just one of those days."
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First of all, Effie and the vets have made beautiful progress. We graduated to removing the permanent leashes, allowing all three dogs to mill about the house together unsupervised, allowing all three dogs to play (or not play) together at their discretion, and introducing toys. For the first time, I took all three dogs in the car at the same time -- and was amazed that Ronan peacefully wedged himself in the front seat with (on top of) Effie, where they continued to snooze together for the duration of the drive.
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Effie and Ronan have been playing together, and while Effie and Stucky play, it's not nearly as frequently. Hence, the abundance of Ronan-and-Effie photos. Their energy levels and styles of play match well. Stucky, on the other hand, prefers to observe, and often positions himself out of reach, perching above the fray.
Perhaps I allowed myself to be lulled into the ease that seemed to surround us. As a careful and conscious pet parent, I am the first to feel guilty when something goes awry. And a close friend's screams that I was "encouraging dogfighting" when Ronan and Effie latched together this morning didn't feel supportive.
Effie and Ronan were watching the rain pelt down from underneath our tiny overhang, refusing to venture into the downpour to play. Because I've been successful thus far introducing treats (I'll have the three sit in a semicircle around me, and they wait patiently while I give each one a treat in turn), I thought nothing of handing each a crumbly treat (mistake #1) and turning my back (mistake #2).
I didn't see what actually initiated the fight; I can guess that one of the dog treats partially crumbled from mouth to ground and the dogs became possessive. I don't know who growled first or who snapped. All I know is that for the first time since day 2 of Operation Adopt Effie, the dogs were latched. Tightly.
After what seemed like an hour but was likely only 60 seconds, I was able to drag Ronan's back legs (if you haven't learned this lesson already,never reach your hands into a dogfight - I've been accidentally bitten in the past simply trying to grab for a collar), far enough to partially close the door on Effie, causing her to release her hold enough for me to close the door completely between them.
While the damage was relatively minor, Ronan received the most.
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I'm hearing the voices of the naysayers already. I frequently find myself humanizing my pets, and I wonder if Ronan faults me for his scrapes. I wonder if Effie feels confused, locked in the upstairs bedroom once more. I wonder if I've completely undone the progress we've made, if I haven't been dedicated enough, if I'm lazy and careless or whether the Universe is giving me a sign.
I love these dogs. I'm committed. And I'm returning to a more cautious frame of mind. Abby warned me that I might not be able to leave the dogs alone together for months. Maybe I pushed them too far by allowing them to cohabitate sooner? Maybe I set them up? Regardless, I'll figure it out. Witnessing any dog skirmish leaves me shaken, but we're going to move forward.
It's both necessary and responsible to monitor dog play sessions for signs of inappropriate behavior.
Inappropriate play may include bullying by one or more of the dogs involved. Often, dogs who seem to clash at the beginning may become great playmates once they have had time to figure each other out and become comfortable; however, the key is to continue to build that comfort slowly over a period of time.
It is extremely difficult to maintain the discipline to take things slow enough. The most benefit comes from stopping any activity at a point when the entire interaction has remained completely positive for both dogs. Separating the dogs in a positive mood is essential; if you wait until a dog seems to be increasingly uncomfortable means you've waited too long!
Abby (Effie's ACCT Pen Pal) knows a dog trainer who has given us permission to post a great little video on how to redirect a dog if/when play becomes inappropriate. This video clip shows play between her tow dogs being interrupted. Kikopup is a YouTube channel dedicated to videos on training dogs with positive reinforcement. And, as Abby says, "She is fabulous!"
In the clip, the dogs seem to be playing well together. Kikopup interrupts the play once the male dog begins mounting the female (out of anxiety). The trainer has conditioned Villere and Rosa (her dogs) to respond to a kissy-noise cue, which interrupts their play when it becomes "too much." At that point, they stop playing and receive a reward.
Once your dog has a strong reward history, this same cue can be applied to interrupt any unwanted behavior.
Abby's experience with the technique:
One time I took my retriever mix to meet a friend's foster female Newfoundland who was still intact. He was humping her a lot n the beginning, and I'm not sure whether it was because she hadn't been fixed or whether he was anxious due to her size. When I said, "No! No!" he completely ignored me.
When I instead made a kissy noise (which has become one of his cues), he jumped off and came running over to me! I also use that noise to redirect him from other dogs while walking on leash.
Effie is quite mouthy during play, though that could decrease as she continues to de-stress from the shelter. Since Ronan and Stucky are also fond of mouthy play, I have a feeling they've simply found their matches! Still, I need to be observant of their attitudes and postures in order to ensure our integration continues seamlessly.
According to Abby (Effie's amazing Pen Pal while she was at ACCT), pitties and pit mixes often get mouthy when stressed, so she reminded me that Effie could get overly mouthy at times. Rough and tumble play, including a lot of mouthing, is actually perfectly normal in terms of play style. It's important to watch for dogs coming away with broken skin, though, which would mean that the mouthiness isn't all "play." Instead, the dogs could be anxious or stressed, resulting in a "harder mouth" than normal play would elicit.
Abby cautions me to watch the dogs' play very closely. She advises watching for changes in body posture, such as a tail standing straight up, hackles rising (at all), or changes in growl tone (being vocal is normal; however, listen for any deviations in the sounds each dog usually makes).
Another warning sign is if one of the dogs starts to "shake off" after a bout of play. When dry dogs "shake off," it means they are trying to cope with a stressful situation. If it happens during the first two rounds of play, a shake off could simply mean the dogs are figuring each other out. In that case, it's nothing to worry about. If the dogs aren't shaking off in the beginning of the play session but later start to shake, Abby suggests stopping the play session for the day.
Are both/all dogs willing to re-engage each time? Although one dog may approach and the other dog plays, they aren't necessarily comfortable. Both dogs should be willing and happy to approach and re-engage in play. If they pause after playing and one dog begins to avoid the engagement, Abby again suggests stopping the play session for the day, even if it still looks like play.
The goal is to avoid any potentially negative experience for either dog, meaning everything stops before anyone gets upset enough to escalate. If one dog starts to avoid the other, that dog is actually just coping with the situation. Instead, we want all of the dogs to have fun and actively enjoy spending time together. To achieve that, we as pet parents need to respect when one dog is "over it" and intervene until the dogs are better able to read the other dogs' communication.
Effie has been doing wonderfully, and Ronan and Stucky seem to have accepted her into our pack. Ronan and Effie play indoors and out, taking periodic breaks between bursts of frantic fun. Stucky and Effie play more indoors than out, but I know that leaving those two out and about the house together won't jeopardize anything; Stucky is extremely submissive, and they seem to have found a rhythm.
So, where am I still being cautious?
That dogs are all fed separately. Stucky and Ronan outside, and Effie inside.
I'm still keeping toys and treats out of the mix unless I'm there to observe - and treat-filled toys are completely out.
I only allow all three dogs to play together very briefly, and only when closely supervised. Stucky often jumps in with too much gusto, so I often pull him back periodically to watch.
I'm always very careful when I'm cooking in our tiny kitchen, should the dogs catch a scent and come wandering in, only to end up violently competing for the potential of snatching a crumb.
I make sure that when we're sleeping (it's been insanely hot upstairs, so we've all been sleeping in the living room), my son is away from the dogs and protected, in case anything break out.
I'm careful any time we walk. I'm careful where we walk, where the dogs are positioned (I still keep Ronan and Effie on very short leads on opposite sides of me from each other while Stucky gets some roaming freedom), and I'm careful to notice in advance anyone and anything that may suddenly induce frenzy so that I can distract or redirect.
I'm laughing now because while the dogs are continuing to ease into a comfortable pack, I've hit my own snag. Leave it to the Universe to complicate matters! Last week, while on my lunch break, I snapped my ankle at the rock climbing gym. Dumb, on my part, because I went for I move I wasn't confident in, especially being so high off the ground.
Just as in having to travel for work and leave the dogs in someone else's care, here comes the unknown. Our routines have been shaken once again.
My initial fears ("The dogs will be out of control without walks! I'm letting them down as their pet parent! They'll be bored! They will suffer!") have proven irrational. The dogs continue to adjust. Instead of walking 90 minutes a day, we're spending time lounging in the backyard. Effie and Ronan initiate and stop play indoors at random intervals, and I'm allowing them to barrel back and forth down "the runway" from front door to kitchen to get their energy out. Because we're not spending so much time walking, they're actually getting more individual attention, including belly and neck rubs.
I haven't let them down. Instead, we're all adapting and feeling supported in our little "unit" despite the injection of undesired circumstance.
[caption id="attachment_863" align="alignnone" width="500"] Effie and Stucky keeping watch over my busted ankle[/caption]
I finally returned from the BlogPaws Conference after nearly five days away. A friend and his roommate stayed at our Conshohocken rowhouse to care for Effie and Stucky (hoping to disrupt Effie's integration as little as possible), while another friend down in Virginia "test-drove" pet parenting by watching Ronan. I missed my babies terribly, but luckily had hundreds of pets swarming the conference for cuddling opportunities.
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Last night, my son and I finally returned with Ronan in tow. The second we entered the door, Effie and Ronan became tense and I preemptively took Ronan into the backyard while we made some food. Honestly, he seemed the most shaken up of the three. Perhaps because Effie and Stucky had had each other as well as familiarity with their own home. Ronan, on the other hand, experienced a complete (and most likely rather jarring) shift into a foreign environment instead of being comforted by a kid, by me, by his dog siblings, and by his home. He seemed bewildered and oddly uneasy, clinging to my side when I brought him back in the house. He passed out on the sofa, exhausted, quickly after coming indoors.
I'll admit I was afraid it was a sign of a major setback, but since this morning, things seem to be on an upswing. Of course other "setbacks" have shown up, as Effie began urinating and defecating in the house more frequently during our absence. I attribute that to the shift in routine, as she wasn't being taken for walks, or kept upstairs for regular intervals during the day. I'm looking at the PSPCA low-cost veterinary clinic in case she seems to be developing a UTI, but for now, I believe she's just trying to adjust to some semblance of schedule.
[caption id="attachment_811" align="alignright" width="150"] Effie and Ronan playing INdoors[/caption]
In terms of "setbacks," I also noticed that Effie's returned to jumpiness during our walks (we've had two walks with all three dogs already today). She's barking and lunging toward any people and pets in sight. Of course, I'm not blaming her. She's dealt amazingly well already. It's officially been three weeks since we found her, and for a third of her adopted time she's had to adapt to an entirely new set of caretakers as well as timing. She deserves some credit!
To combat that, we're still walking only on streets with low foot, bike and car traffic. The bike path, as we established early on, is not an option. Taking precautions instead of throwing her into stressful situations will allow the integration to remain smooth.
Despite feeling the need to reset and "start from scratch," we've actually retained and even continued progress in terms of two-dog integration. Effie ans Stucky cohabitated without a hitch during our absence, and this morning, Ronan and Effie were playing nicely INdoors. Meaning the small size of our living room and narrowness of our rowhouse halls was no longer causing them anxiety. I kept watch, and noticed that they cycled in and out of wrestling and racing sessions, culminating in a nearly side-by-side nap.
We've experienced an amazing amount of progress over the last week. Per Abby's suggested "schedule," I began allowing Ronan and Effie to have more time together playing in the yard. I'm still keeping them separate while milling around the house (as I've mentioned, our tiny rowhouse is incredibly narrow), because I know that anxiety can be heightened when crowded into a small space without room to escape).
Ways life has become easier as the dogs become more comfortable:
I am now walking Ronan, Stucky and Effie all at once. I'm still careful to avoid busy streets and times when there's already a lot of foot or street traffic, but being able to take everyone on a longer walk helps with their energy levels.
I allow Ronan and Stucky to have extended periods of play/rest in the yard. When things get too excited, I break them up, but instead of taking Effie back inside, I allow them to re-engage if they like. I'm finding they will play and rest in spurts. See the short Vine video I took on Tuesday. I don't allow all three dogs to play together yet because the energy amplifies too quickly, but being able to mix pairs has been much less stressful.
Effie and Stucky are able to roam freely in the house together with much less supervision. This has reduced stress because dividing up my attention took careful compartmentalization. Giving Stucky, Effie, Ronan AND my son (who has been wonderfully patient during this whole transition) equal, individual attention meant much less time to potentially relax (which is not in abundance anyway)!
I've been able to end the complicated routine of rotating and alternating dogs to allow yard or potty time.
The real/ideal discussion arises because this week, I'm working at the BlogPaws Conference three hours from home. Effie's only been with us for two weeks, her cortisol levels haven't yet had time to return to some sort of "normal" post-shelter-stress. I now have three dogs, can't afford pet sitting, and didn't feel comfortable giving an already generous friend the added responsibility of negotiating the current three dog dynamic.
I spoke with Abby after we adopted Effie, asking her opinion. She agreed that moving Effie to someone else's home would be added stress, and that keeping her in her new environment would be the best option. Luckily, I have a generous friend who also moved from Colorado to work with Pet360, and he agreed to stay at my house with her for the week while I found other options to care for Ronan and Stucky. To my delight, Stucky and Effie have been integrating well enough that both I and my friend felt comfortable keeping them both at home (although still separate when no one's at home)!
I found another generous friend down near the conference location who agreed to watch Ronan for the week. He created a special sign to alert his roommates to Ronan's presence:
While it may not be ideal to disrupt the progress we've already made, the realities of work, finances and responsibility (to the creatures I love) require that we all adapt. Adaptation requires flexibility and resourcefulness, and also results in deep gratitude for any help that is granted.
It's been a busy week, as Pet360 Media has been preparing for BlogPaws 2013. I've been consumed with tasks in the office, so my priority at home has been smoothing our routines so that no energy is wasted.
Looking back, the most important key this week was flexibility. While I've outlined the "routine" that seemed to work well, each day required small tweaks to that flow. Keeping those tweaks small constantly challenges me because of my strong desire to see everything "fall into place;" however, we're ultimately experiencing positive progress.
I initially backed off after several failed attempts at walking the three dogs (end even two, when we tried the bike path - Effie was barking and lunging at everyone and everything that passed, and I had my first taste of "hairy eyeballs" from passers by who weren't thrilled about their proximity to a barking, lunging pittie). On Tuesday,
[caption id="attachment_776" align="alignright" width="150"] Peaceful in proximity![/caption]
however, I began walking Effie and Stucky together on the quieter streets of Conshohocken. I avoid traffic, people, and dogs. Effie's still jumpy and will bark and/or lunge, so I keep the stimulation as low as possible and proactively avoid potentially challenging situations.
Our lunch routine has evolved to walking Stucky and Effie together for about 20 minutes and then returning for a solo walk/jog with Ronan. It's been a fortunate arrangement in that I've been needing to give Ronan some one-on-one time, but couldn't find the time. Funny how "couldn't" disappears when you're determined and committed to the well-being of a darling pup! Effie's adapting, and the vets are seeming more familiar and relaxed.
Yesterday, due to time constraints, I attempted a walk with all three dogs together. Stucky and Effie have been walking well together, so I kept them on the same side while I held Ronan on the other side with a short lead. Again, I needed complete awareness to notice potential distractions like squirrels, dogs, or people. We'd cross the street if someone started walking our way. I'm sure many neighborhood folk assume my dogs are "dangerous" because of my careful negotiations, but I am solely concerned with setting the dogs up for success, and being able to maintain order (safety for all!).
Because that walk went amazingly well, I jumped slightly ahead of schedule. Effie and Stucky have been doing so well around the house together that I've begun allowing Effie and Ronan short bouts of play. They wrestle and run, and Ronan's begun serenading Effie with his amusing howly invitation to play. The bouts are still very short (two or three minutes), and I'm breaking them up early in a positive mood. All three milled about together (I continued a loose hold on Effie's leash) outdoors, though play with three escalates faster than any of us are ready for!
[caption id="attachment_777" align="alignright" width="150"] All three, sharing space[/caption]
The dogs are still separate during the day and at night. It's been two weeks since Effie joined us, and last night was the first night all three dogs were allowed in the same room together (other than in passing for potty break outings). Because of this very gradual introduction/integration, all three rested peacefully. In fact, at this moment, Stucky is sleeping on the floor, Effie is snoring in a ball at my side, and Ronan is resting on the old patio recliner. I'm usually checking in with all three, but the need for any interruption or intervention seems much less pressing. Until they decide to play, when it's time to be completely in the moment and conscious of attitude and timing!
I've had a lot of thoughts on why I'm taking this on; it's not easy. Then again, I've experienced more disruption than peace in my life over the years. Yet the love I feel for these creatures (and my son) keep me driving onward and scooping myself up for another daily round. The benefits of our loving little family are worth far more than previous conveniences such as a full night's sleep, or completely spontaneous road trips.
Determination and patience has ben essential, and I'm thrilled by how far we've already come.
I'm old enough to know myself very well. I recognize my effusive optimism in new endeavors. I recognize my "take action now, ask forgiveness later" mentality. I am aware that I focus on the positive and, when the happy juice seems to be flowing, I become less sensitive to warning signs.
Hence, checking myself. Repeatedly. And the mantra: Hold the brakes.
[caption id="attachment_744" align="alignright" width="300"] Ronan and Effie: A Better Start![/caption]
I nearly giggled in delight this afternoon. Bringing Effie outside while Ronan stood in the yard (he's become an enthusiastic sunbather since spring arrived - how did I survive without a back yard?!), they gravitated closer. Tails began wagging and, with a start, Effie bolted to the end of her leash, immediately pivoting and diving under Ronan. She rolled, exposing her belly to him. They rolled together and paused, his belly now exposed. A flurry of activity within a few seconds of frolic: to me, a good sign.
I allowed them to engage in three very short (as in a minute or two) play sessions. During each, Effie and Ronan seemed happy and energetic and eager to play together. I ended each session by cheerily calling Effie away while tugging her leash. Abby's reminded me that each interaction needs to end on a positive note, which means before I start to feel nervous about the progression.
It's difficult to remember to avoid getting caught up in the excitement: I was cheering for them in my mind! I noticed by the third session that they were almost deliriously energetic; the play seemed to be increasing in intensity and I began to feel edgy. On that note, I brought Effie away (they were more reluctant to leave each other that time) and ended their interaction.
I've already written about the importance of patience. If you've read the plan Abby created for us, you may remember that for this weekend, she suggested only beginning to integrate the dogs, and she only mentioned Stucky and Effie. She suggested integration with Ronan only after at least another week.
I couldn't help myself; look at this girl! But the truth is, things could have gone wrong. Why such a drastic conclusion?
Fact: Effie and Ronan had two initial spats in the span of two days, before I begin Abby's plan.
Fact: Effie's cortisol levels are still soaring from three months in the shelter; her body remains on high alert.
Fact: Both dogs tend to excite easily; they have high prey drives and can be jumpy.
Fact: Both dogs use their mouths in a wrestling, rolling style of play.
Fact: Both dogs are young and may not be aware of the other's warning signals.
Fact: Excitement can turn into aggression in an instant.
In fact, Abby suggested I read this article on "proper" dog play, and I'm recognizing much of Ronan's behavior in the dog who plays too rough. After reading the article, I'm honestly not sure how often the play is mutual. I've seen Ronan barrel into a tucked-tail Stucky; I've seen Stucky's play with newcomers become edgier since he's been playing with Ronan.
I'll admit that I've appreciated their roughhousing, because tired dogs are happy dogs, right? Especially now that I've added a third dog to the pack, it's going to be essential to know when to stop their play to keep things manageable (and safe).
I'm going to begin some short back yard play sessions with Effie and Stucky. They seem fine milling about the house at the same time (except in proximity to food or toys, so I'm taking care to keep those out of the mix). I'll continue carefully monitoring their play, and I'll keep Effie on a lead in order to break up any potential skirmishes more quickly.
As encouraged as I am by Effie and Ronan's brief, playful interactions over the last 24 hours, I'm resisting accelerating their integration. Their best chance for long-term success will be after Effie's three weeks of hormonal "shelter detox" conclude. I may extend the integration period even further, since their progress may be interrupted by my business trip to DC for the BlogPaws 2013 Pet Blogging & Social Media Conference. I'm taking precautions so we have a safe (and lasting) foundation!
Stay tuned for more in-depth observations on dog play, as well as additional resources provided by Abby (Effie's ACCT Pen Pal)!