I dont post up much about negative s*** but this is really hard for me.
My wife n I adopted Jack last year in July from a reputable Breeder in WI; he was almost 3 when we got him, seemed pretty healthy n very nice...well, after we got him home, the probelms started n havent really ever stopped.
He either had, or quickly contracted Whip-worm right after we got him which took over a month to get fixed...n since then he has still has on-off problems w/digestion and usually he sleeps in our KT...picture a small COW, with no bladder control-in your HOUSE. not a pretty sight, or SMELL, to wake up to
Two vets, two different Dog Trainers (i forgot to mention he scares the bejeezus out of every neighborhood dog in the area, n Amy is afraid to walk him by herself; Jack easily outwieghs her n responds only sometimes to her verbal commands) and countless bags of dogs*** shoveled off my kitchen floor later, and I woke today to find???
Jack now knows how to use the WATER DISPENSER on the front of my refridgerator-how do I know??? the pool of water/dog p*** was a pretty good clue when I stepped in it this morning @7:41am taking Jack outside, after discovering possibly the biggest PILE of diarrea I've ever seen.
I was so stressed out/upset/confused by all this, I almost lost it n took out my frustration on Jack-but I managed to just tie him outside while I cleaned up the mess. I feel ashamed, but I actually yelled at Amy out of frustration from all this- I NEVER YELLED AT MY WIFE IN 4 YEARS, and I have to do whatever I feel is necessary to keep our relationship the way it has been since we met; right now that means getting Jack out of my life, which is absolutely the LAST thing I want...I've been dreaming about owing a Great Dane since I first saw one as a young boy-fast forward to when I stood 6' 5" and ran into another one in my teens; I knew then I had to have one of these gorgeous, giant beautiful animals as my own. Amy n I scraped n busted our butts to get our first home last year, just so I could finally have a place with a yard big enough for a big dog...and now, I realize the breeder gave us a SEVERELY f***ed up dog-Amy has raised n groomed/handled dogs for show for over 10 years, and she never saw or even heard of Danes having as many problems as Jack has: Skin problems, digestive & bladder issues, and the inability to follow orders from anyone unless it suits him have just been too much for us to bear, on top of all the Vet costs and feeding, the beds/dog supplies/toys/etc is just adding up n Jack has not really improved health-wise or socially towards other dogs since we got him.
Talked to the breeder and she is already looking for someone else to place him with, so no worries about sending him to a Rescue or the Humane Soc.
not much else to say...I'm going to miss this big dumb cute smelly loud silly lovable SOB for a long time.:down:
My wife n I adopted Jack last year in July from a reputable Breeder in WI; he was almost 3 when we got him, seemed pretty healthy n very nice...well, after we got him home, the probelms started n havent really ever stopped.
He either had, or quickly contracted Whip-worm right after we got him which took over a month to get fixed...n since then he has still has on-off problems w/digestion and usually he sleeps in our KT...picture a small COW, with no bladder control-in your HOUSE. not a pretty sight, or SMELL, to wake up to
Two vets, two different Dog Trainers (i forgot to mention he scares the bejeezus out of every neighborhood dog in the area, n Amy is afraid to walk him by herself; Jack easily outwieghs her n responds only sometimes to her verbal commands) and countless bags of dogs*** shoveled off my kitchen floor later, and I woke today to find???
Jack now knows how to use the WATER DISPENSER on the front of my refridgerator-how do I know??? the pool of water/dog p*** was a pretty good clue when I stepped in it this morning @7:41am taking Jack outside, after discovering possibly the biggest PILE of diarrea I've ever seen.
I was so stressed out/upset/confused by all this, I almost lost it n took out my frustration on Jack-but I managed to just tie him outside while I cleaned up the mess. I feel ashamed, but I actually yelled at Amy out of frustration from all this- I NEVER YELLED AT MY WIFE IN 4 YEARS, and I have to do whatever I feel is necessary to keep our relationship the way it has been since we met; right now that means getting Jack out of my life, which is absolutely the LAST thing I want...I've been dreaming about owing a Great Dane since I first saw one as a young boy-fast forward to when I stood 6' 5" and ran into another one in my teens; I knew then I had to have one of these gorgeous, giant beautiful animals as my own. Amy n I scraped n busted our butts to get our first home last year, just so I could finally have a place with a yard big enough for a big dog...and now, I realize the breeder gave us a SEVERELY f***ed up dog-Amy has raised n groomed/handled dogs for show for over 10 years, and she never saw or even heard of Danes having as many problems as Jack has: Skin problems, digestive & bladder issues, and the inability to follow orders from anyone unless it suits him have just been too much for us to bear, on top of all the Vet costs and feeding, the beds/dog supplies/toys/etc is just adding up n Jack has not really improved health-wise or socially towards other dogs since we got him.
Talked to the breeder and she is already looking for someone else to place him with, so no worries about sending him to a Rescue or the Humane Soc.
not much else to say...I'm going to miss this big dumb cute smelly loud silly lovable SOB for a long time.:down:
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I would not feel guilty, some matches just do not work..
