Oh man... this has been so tough.
My mom adopted a german shepherd dog about 3 1/2 years ago. I was with her, she wanted to get a purebred puppy, but I encouraged adoption from a rescue (our 3 dogs and cat are rescued). Her dog had to be euthanized 6 months prior (cancer and he was in pain) and she was ready to share love with a furry baby again. At the time she was married, but not happily and he was not a dog person.
The rescue dog she adopted
seen here at our house
Durango - was rescued because he was a fence jumper - kept getting loose and finally the family gave him up. He was 6mos at the time, and when we went to pick him up from the breed rescue he hopped off the deck over one of the fences (smart rescue woman had a back up fence) to greet us.
About 13 yrs ago my mom had major surgeries - she had several brain aneurysms and nearly died (more than once), years of complications and surgeries wrecked havoc on my mom's health. She developed ulcerative colitis, (which causes the slightest bump to become a huge bruise) and other stuff. I mention this because my mom is very thin (IMO) 5'7, 120 lbs woman with very little muscle and she adopted a 6 mo old force of nature. I did my best to remind her at the time of adoption that he has gonna be a handful... blah blah she fell in love and ignored me (well hell - he is a cutie)
Fast forward - my mom has taken him to puppy classes (I attended with her with one of my own dogs, who was 4 yrs old at the time and confused as to why suddenly she needed training...lol), he was difficult to train - young, rambunctious, and my mom and her husband were both inconsistent with training. Later on my mom divorced hubby and has been alone with the dog for the last 2 1/2 yrs. My hubby and I live a half hour away and have often visited mom and Durango. We brought our dogs to play with him and help socialize him. Well last year, Durango got away from my mom when she was walking him (dragged her down and escaped) and that has really shook her self confidence - once he knew he could escape, walking him became impossible for my mom - he just dragged her around. He also jumped the backyard fence and my mom was becoming upset. Finally she decided last summer to send him to "camp" for 2 weeks - they advertised a "changed dog" and to cure bad behaviors.
Now, I warned my mom that this was a huge waste of money because all that the camp would do would be to show that he could listen to the trainers - the camp does no good if my mom wasn't a part of it. But the selling point for my mom was that after camp, if there were still issues, they would make housecalls.
Needless to say...my mom did not follow through on her end and...sigh. So then she started talking about getting rid of the dog (returning him to the rescue). I will be honest - this broke me and hubby's hearts...we had grown very attached and it really isn't the dog's fault. Hubby and I talked at length - we wanted to be supportive of my mom, but we couldn't bear to see him go. In Oct last year I lost my job (bastards!) and on a visit to my mom's house, Durango got loose and my mom just broke down. We offered to take him for a visit to our house for a week to give her time to think about her options.
Thus has begun the most bittersweet year of our lives - we keep Durango for a time, return him to my mom, she asks us to take him, we do and each time the visits get longer. She plunked down another 400 bucks for a dog trainer to come to her home and help her... but my mom has a hard time realizing that the problem is her, not the dog. He is clearly the alpha and she doesn't take control. Because of his size and strength, and my mom's health - she really can't.
Since my mom is alone and works all day (takes a van pool which adds to her commute time) he is in his kennel for 12 hours a day. At our house, I am still unemployed and we have a pack of 3 dogs and a cat so he has company all the time. We cannot keep him -
we rent, and we are already over the legal limit of pets for our city (max 3 pets - we thought it was max of 3 dogs, and you could have a couple of cats).
My mom and I have a very dysfunctional relationship (we are more like sisters, and a lot of role reversal growing up), and this is adding to it. We have Durango now, but I want him to go back to her house for awhile:
1. We have a narc on our street who is on the city council who keeps asking us if we got another dog
2. Our eldest dog is 13, has health issues, and Durango's rambunctious nature can be a strain on her
3. "My" dog (hubby has a dog he adopted before we met, I have a dog that we adopted as a puppy, that I got custody of when we briefly broke up, we adopted the 3rd one after we were married) is having some serious jealousy issues and is getting cranky and aggressive - he is 11 so all he wants right now is to be momma's baby
My mom is reluctant to take him back - even for a week, and instead says she will just give him up. Or, because she knows that pet limit is an issue and our eldest is poor health, she asks "how many days does she have left?" or "so when are you putting her down so you have room for my dog?" NO I am not exagerating on this.... and when I call her on it, she says oh you know I am not serious.
Last night my mom cried on the phone about how the Durango is happier with us (well that's true cause he has company all day) and we need to keep him because she wants what is best for him. Or that she will give him up. This breaks our hearts and perhaps we are selfish. I just can't bear to have him think he is unwanted and have him go to another home. We love him to pieces and eventually we know that when one of our pets passes away, after we grieve we would be able to take him in permanently.
My mom has said that I should drive up several times a week (30 miles one way) to help her work him him and train him so she can keep him. Yes, she paid to have an in-home trainer but she said since she hasn't been able to do her 'homework' she doesn't want to call the trainer. Of course I know part of this is my mom wants to see me, and honestly I can't do it. I cannot take the emotional toll visits with my mom take on me. I have to call her at least 2x a day (which I do), and visit often (which I don't - maybe once a month). Every conversation or visit usually results in me crying to my husband the rest of the day.
Having my mom give him up is not an option anymore to my husband and I - we have both bonded with him so much that we would rather risk eviction. I think my mom likes that idea cuz then we would have to move in with her (at least until we find another home).
So I guess I just needed to vent, and need some moral support. We are going to visit my mom today...sigh.