http://www.5280.com/issues/2006/0607/feature.php?pageID=416
This explains a lot:
Once, as Dobson writes in The New Strong-Willed Child, Jimbo provoked a fight between a pug bulldog and a sweet, passive Scottie named Baby by throwing a tennis ball toward Baby: The bulldog went straight for Babys throat and hung on. It was an awful scene. Neighbors came running from everywhere as the Scottie screamed in terror. It took ten minutes and a garden hose for the adults to pry loose the bulldogs grip. By then Baby was almost dead. He spent two weeks in the animal hospital, and I spent two weeks in the doghouse. I was hated by the entire town.
And, my old personal favorite:
A fifth member of the household, a stubborn little dachshund named Sigmund Freud, added to the chaos. When Siggie refused to go to bed one night, Dobson got out a belt and whacked him. The dog bared its teeth and Dobson gave it a second whack. What developed next is impossible to describe, writes Dobson in The New Strong-Willed Child. That tiny dog and I had the most vicious fight ever staged between man and beast. I fought him up one wall and down the other, with both of us scratching and clawing and growling. I am still embarrassed by the memory of the entire scene.
He should be embarrassed...that's animal abuse. And it's also probably the worst thing from a dog behavior point of view that you could have done. That first anecdote sounds like somthing "Growing Up as a Serial Killer." Nice to see he could beat up a small dog. I wonder what the hell happened to his kids growing up?
This explains a lot:
Once, as Dobson writes in The New Strong-Willed Child, Jimbo provoked a fight between a pug bulldog and a sweet, passive Scottie named Baby by throwing a tennis ball toward Baby: The bulldog went straight for Babys throat and hung on. It was an awful scene. Neighbors came running from everywhere as the Scottie screamed in terror. It took ten minutes and a garden hose for the adults to pry loose the bulldogs grip. By then Baby was almost dead. He spent two weeks in the animal hospital, and I spent two weeks in the doghouse. I was hated by the entire town.
And, my old personal favorite:
A fifth member of the household, a stubborn little dachshund named Sigmund Freud, added to the chaos. When Siggie refused to go to bed one night, Dobson got out a belt and whacked him. The dog bared its teeth and Dobson gave it a second whack. What developed next is impossible to describe, writes Dobson in The New Strong-Willed Child. That tiny dog and I had the most vicious fight ever staged between man and beast. I fought him up one wall and down the other, with both of us scratching and clawing and growling. I am still embarrassed by the memory of the entire scene.
He should be embarrassed...that's animal abuse. And it's also probably the worst thing from a dog behavior point of view that you could have done. That first anecdote sounds like somthing "Growing Up as a Serial Killer." Nice to see he could beat up a small dog. I wonder what the hell happened to his kids growing up?
