Rescue is rewarding Rescue is exciting. Rescue is exhausting. Rescue is sad. Rescue is joyous. Rescue is a blessing. Rescue is a curse. I maintain all these statements o be factual. With rescue we take the bitter with the sweets, it is the way of life after all. There are these moments where even little breakthroughs are so huge that your spirits fly high, and in the same tone you can feel as though you've come so far only to hit some unforeseen stumbling block that makes you feel as though you do nothing except fail.
Kong is starting to show a few "new" behaviours, that we must work on. Now while they are new, too us; I am certain these are behaviour's that have been an issue in previous homes and developed out of his need to survive. Like me he can be extremely dosil and just happy to be around most people. Then there are moments where he's struggling to be kind to even his best friend. I can narrow down the reactionary events, which is of the good. Removing triggers and building tolerance is always of the good.
For the past two years that Kong has been with us, he's never showed any signs of food aggression. He has ample food, and chew toys. we can all be around him and handle all those items without issue or concern. Recently he's show a lacking in response when feeding on a bone. He does not listen or follow commands. So now I reexamine his reaction, behaviours and responses to those high valued food items. Occasionally, like this morning I come across the unexpected bone in the backyard; a remnant from the raccoon's score next door. At 3:00AM this was not a joyful happenstance.
It's understandable that Kong didn't wish to relinquish the large T-Bone, but for his own safety, I cannot just allow him to eat everything and anything e finds. He has allergies and a sensitive stomach so the payback is very real. There will be puke.
Oh Joy!
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