So last night I get home from work and snowy greets me as usual, by running like a maniac towards me and wanting to play. We have a pretty good evening and then get ready for bed and I give him one last playtime before we turn in. So, I'm playing with my furbaby and all is well until he decides to eat something he's not supposed too....twice! - I'm usually very diligent about keeping the floor spotless to avoid such situations but with kids in the mix, plans and rules are often frustrated - With that said, I'm not entirely sure but I think the first time he got his mouth on a little piece of plastic from a clothes tag - the second, it was a little piece of papery box tape. Needless to say, I immediately felt concerned and therefore immediately but gently went for his mouth (both times) to try and pluck the foreign matter out. - I've done this before :blush: no problem.
Well this time, he attacked me - YES ATTACKED - both times. I swear, if he were a pitt-bull I'd have no hands and face this morning. He was growling angrily - like I'd never heard before, biting, you name it...it was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. :blink::huh::angry::smcry::shocked:
- I confess, I was livid but tried to keep my cool and calm him down. There was no calming him. So I let him hear my dismay and put him in the crate (probably a bad call right?) and about 1/2 and hour later I tried to reconcile but can you believe the little guy ignored me?!?!?!?!?
Where did my cute little baby Snowy go???? He looked so serious and sad. What in the world happened??
Did we just have a bad moment or is my baby a bad boy? Or does he not have the typical malt personality? I thought malts were sweet?? Or does he not love me anymore? Ok maybe I'm exagerating now and reading too much into this but I'm very emotional right now and my Snowy looked like the Tazmanian Devil last night AND my 80 lbs lab never ever did anything like that and he was glutonous and didn't discriminate against anything he could get his paws on.
I'm sad :crying:He actually punctured my finger.
Did any other of those angelic looking babies out there ever behave like this or am I the only one?
P.S. A couple hours later I let him out of his crate (he wouldn't leave it before then but I tried) and he was crying to climb on the bed with us so I let him up and he was his typical nippy nip self (trying to get out of that but it's him playing) And this morning he didn't want me to leave - kept following me. So I guess all's well but.....:huh:
Well this time, he attacked me - YES ATTACKED - both times. I swear, if he were a pitt-bull I'd have no hands and face this morning. He was growling angrily - like I'd never heard before, biting, you name it...it was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. :blink::huh::angry::smcry::shocked:
Where did my cute little baby Snowy go???? He looked so serious and sad. What in the world happened??
Did we just have a bad moment or is my baby a bad boy? Or does he not have the typical malt personality? I thought malts were sweet?? Or does he not love me anymore? Ok maybe I'm exagerating now and reading too much into this but I'm very emotional right now and my Snowy looked like the Tazmanian Devil last night AND my 80 lbs lab never ever did anything like that and he was glutonous and didn't discriminate against anything he could get his paws on.
I'm sad :crying:He actually punctured my finger.
Did any other of those angelic looking babies out there ever behave like this or am I the only one?
P.S. A couple hours later I let him out of his crate (he wouldn't leave it before then but I tried) and he was crying to climb on the bed with us so I let him up and he was his typical nippy nip self (trying to get out of that but it's him playing) And this morning he didn't want me to leave - kept following me. So I guess all's well but.....:huh: