The first dogs we adopted for our young family were two “rescued” Pembroke corgis that our vet had received from someone else. We brought home Peanut, and within a few days we also acquired her sister, Popcorn. (Okay, so we didn’t name them.)
Peanut settled in quite well to family life; Popcorn was a different matter. She made it quite clear, in her unique doggy way, that she was not pleased with humans, period. Her defiant demeanor was manifested in several ways, not the least of which was a little brown pile on top of our bed (and that was a LONG way for a corgi to jump!) She would slink away to hide by herself, and even seemed to adversely influence our otherwise congenial Peanut.
She was angry, untrusting, and had clearly been hurt in the past. Even though she was now in a loving home, she just could not conceive the Continue reading “Doggy rehab”