I have two Boston Terriers, my older one being part Pitbull and my younger one being a [possibly inbred] regular Boston Terrier. I'm very upset about my younger dog (the pure Boston). We got her from an Amish breeder not knowing we were getting a dog from what looked to be puppy mill (I was dumb 13-14 year old at the time we got her). From what I remember, there were two mothers, both kept in way-too-small chicken cages and the single dad was in a separate small cage. The male puppies were all adopted out and we met the female puppies, which my parents preferred anyways. The breeder's idiot kids handled the puppies poorly as well (and I'm not just saying that because I don't like kids). Holding them by their paws and "accidently" squishing them with a basketball right in front of us. It was terrible! Anyways, I'm going to fastfoward to bringing my dog home. The reason my parents said they wanted another dog was because our previous Boston Terrier, Peanut, past away because the vets took poor care of her, misdiagnosed her and had to put her down. I wasn't very fond of vets after that. My parents wanted another dog after that because our older pittie mix, Chuck, seemed lonely and loved playing only with dogs that looked like him (yeah, I don't get it either, but he gets along with Frenchies just fine and not fellow pitties with long snouts). I named her Kira after the main character from Death Note (great show btw) because my parents said she was going to be my responsibility. I was going through a very bad time in highschool as a freshman and for a while, she would be by side. However, every so often she would become very aggressive. With food, toys, and space. At times we would pet her and 50/50 chance she'd bite and it'd draw blood every single time. She would stalk my older dog and attack him occasionally too. Especially if he was near food or toys. He definitly gets along with her and would always lick her face. He would love her her until they start getting into a fracas when mealtime came. Even if their bowls were on separate sides of the room. Then he started keeping his distance when playtime came around. Peanut was much gentler with him, motherly even. I understand Kira's previous caretakers had abused her, but even to this day, she is still violent. This is a problem. Just today I had to pick her up to get her away from the door so she wouldn't get hurt by it again. She bit my hand, shook it, drew blood, growled, then ran off somewhere else in the house. It left a few bloody holes on my fingers and palm. I've never mistreated her or raised my hand to her. Just saying "no!" to scold her whenever she was about to hurt me or Chuck (or after if I was too late). She has improved in knowing her boundaries, but every so often aggression takes over. I always try play with her when I'm done with work but she seems to hate me. Just bites and scratches us, me in particular. She loves my parents because they spoil her rotten when they really shouldn't. I'm all for treating a dog like family, but this one just doesn't seem like she wants to be family unlike Chuck who is a lot gentler. She greets me once a day when I come home for half minute then walks away as if I don't exist. I try to pet her back (so I can pull my hand away is she bites) but almost get my hand taken off...she doesn't even show scared body language or anything as a warning. Just does it suddenly. No wide eyes, no shaking, no snarling, nothing! I love her and wished she hadn't had to be with such terrible people in the past. Having to fight for her food and space with her sisters must have been awful. Plus stupid children who mistreated her and mishandled her and her sisters didn't help. Is there any way to remedy her behavior or do I just have an abused dog that can't be healed? Training classes aren't an option where I am. Please don't suggest them. If I did not go into depth with certain details, feel free to ask. Please help me...I can't give her away because that'd be cruel. Plus, she'd only hurt other people and animals. She's stuck with us until she passes away, yet I don't wish death upon her.
