My word has it been a long time or has it been a long time?!
Let me start off by saying that Salvador is doing very well! We have now been living in the city for almost 3 months, yet there are still a few minor things we struggle with when it comes to 'how to behave when one is a city pooch', otherwise all our hair is still intact and our tails are still wagging.
From my side, as the mom of a city dog, IT HAS BEEN HARDER THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE! There, I said it...
The issue has not been the fact that Salvador spends more time inside, or has less free running space. He has always been more than happy to potter around after us, being a very 'nosy' dog (in every sense of the word). Some of our biggest issues have been getting him used to walking on the lead properly and meeting new dogs. And squirrels....but that's a whole new post!
There's another suburban terror that lurks in the park at around 5pm every day - one I like to call 'The circle of Trust'.
Now, at first 'The circle' seems like a lovey thing to be a part of; It could be a source of meeting new people (us being new in the area and all), people we would automatically like due to our common interest being our dogs. Furthermore, the circle consists of quite an array of young and old, breeds of all kinds and is great for getting rid of energy with other doggy friends. In short 'The circle' seem great!
UNTIL your dog doesn't get along with one of the dogs in the circle and you are shunned for the foreseeable future and perhaps branded forever as 'the owner with the wild, aggressive and out of control dog'.
O.K, perhaps I'm over exaggerating ever so slightly about the shunning - 'The Circle' is very much real though - but I have found that park life for a dog can be ruthless.
The third time we went to the park, Salvador found one of the dogs at the park, which happens to be a dog twice his size, to be a bit too much for him to deal with and started a bit of a rumble. There was just something about this particular dog that he could not deal with. The morning after, we tried the park again and next thing I know I'm being approached by a rather upset neighbor and her dog, telling me how I'm not Alpha enough (Ceaser Millan was definitely being quoted all through that conversation) and that I would do well to take my dog to a pet behaviorist.
Now I'm not sure, but isn't it a normal thing for some dogs to not get along? It might be a smell or a body language thing?
Lucky for us, there are at least two more parks in the area where the owners seem to be less intense and Salvador gets along with all the dogs.
You know you've arrived in Suburbia when your dog's drama's starts to become another one of your every day worries right?!