Funny, Fate was similiar as well. Same deal, locked down to avoid parvo... got sick with it.. so was then locked down forever to get over and get healthy again. She would be ok at home, her normal terror self... but then did that head hanging down thing when she settled, she will like bury her head between me and the couch, or through my arms to my back, and she too is super attached to me. (think thats something we will only know from our history, its not the same with Karma, diff kind of affection)
I think what got Fate out of it now, as she is still coming out of that, is now I am socializing her, taking them out on long walks, its just Fate and Karma, but with a bunch of ladies from my work. Also, we have been hitting the dog park a few times as well, and when I feel like taking everybody, we hit the soccer fields so the italians can run and the dobes try to catch them... all pack type activities.
The biggest thing though, I think has to be starting to train with her. Fate always goes to classes with me, so she gets to visit people and other dogs, and then she gets the tail end of my obedience class. So on top of that, I train at night with her.. I dont know, its almost like her confidence is up. She does so well with what I am teaching her, and its a big hurrah!! YEA! she gets all excited and happy. I am thinking it has to do with confidence.


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Shanoa does the same thing - has to be wherever I am when we're in the house. But, she doesn't hesitate at all to go with strangers if I've "given" her to them. She goes with the vet techs, with the people at doggie day care, etc. We've actually gotten to a place where she's reasonably interested in meeting people, as long as I "approve" them.
He went from that happy go lucky dog in the breeders basement to a painfully shy, confused dog. I'll never forget him sitting in the corner by the door we just brought him through that first night and actually slowly scanning the room in one large circle, ceiling included! What a look on his face, like Where the hell am I? Hubby actually had to carry him out of the back seat of our car AND after he wouldn't move from that corner, carry him to his crate in our bedroom. He was just paralyzed! The fact that he did not snap at him in fear, was a good sign. He never growled, showed teeth or anything like that but would hang his head and turn tail and run back to his crate, a LOT those first several months!
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