...she associates the camera with her puppies disappearing and this is clearly troubling her.


A stray white female german sheppard befriended me while I was taking a lunch break, 1979. I took her in and found her a home. ...one of the many intelligent dogs I encountered. She had no fobias, was thoroughly trained, and had a whole repartee of tricks. However, you can tell that wherever she ran from or while she was lost, she was abused.

Precious, in the photo above, I moved into her den three-years ago. She was the dominant force and dominant dog in a cave of 3 humans and a pack of 4 dogs -- 2 co-dependent male humans who were had just been thrown in jail and then prison for abusing the California medical marijuana and probation laws, a sweet but...nutty female, a female pit-bull, a male warlock doberman, a female mixed breed named Black Dog (a highly evolved bird dog, nuff said).

Precious was clearly neglected and abused by the two males, and the nutty female wasn't in-tune with the pack altogether, she treated them like children, not dogs, so...the dogs ran the house and they were running amuck competing for food and craving attention and a leader. I immediately dominated the pack of dogs by muzzling Precious to set the tone of who was in charge and proceeded to train the pack of dogs how to function within a cave. When Precious settled, I put the muzzle away. The pit-bull was old and passed. Against my advice, the doberman went to one of the male's homes when he got out of prison and...the doberman was mauled badly by a vicious pit-bull the male exposed his in-tact doberman to, feckin' idiot. Black Dog was placed with a dog lover who roamed the streets of LA -- Black Dog was in her element. She was old and passed recently... After three years of calm and attention, Precious want from being a frightened, vicious, multi-phobic, out-of-control nightmare to an...affectionate, loyal, funny, sweet, curious, adventurous, brave, communicative, and ever vigilant watch-dog who defends our cave fiercely. And, she has a real strong prey drive and is quite strong and verrrrry fast. She appears to be a mix between a golden lab, a pit-bull, and an alaskan malamute! ...she has show quality gate and posture and a howl that is utterly pretty...I've grown very fond of her. She likes to sleep on her bed at the foot of my bed when I'm sleeping and she jumps into my bed when the neighbors above and next to us are being obnoxious, noisy a-holes. She's found her inner dog now. lol.

But, Precious is a chewer. She'll chew ur stuff if you don't give her attention or throw a tasty t-shirt on her. She chewed two of my t-shirts. ...I lovingly tossed a tasty t-shirt onto her while going into the bathroom to take a shower. I haven't tossed a shirt on her since then and she hasn't chewed anything else of mine since I've been here, over three-years now. The reason Precious don't chew my stuff is because I give her the attention she desires and I don't yell at her. When she does wrong, I speak calmly to her while maintaining a very relaxed posture and loving demeanor sitting cross-legged or kneeling on both knees, she getting a massage while I communicate with her. All signs indicate she was frequently kicked by whoever abused her before I came here and she seems to feel much more comfortable communicating when she knows no feet will used during the communications.

Based on my 5 + decades of dog encounters, raising puppies to adults since I was a child, taking in and encountering stray dogs often, if you want your dog to *willingly* stop chewing ur stuff, be calm and sit or kneel with your dog when communicating with your dog and give your dog at least 20 minutes of un-divided attention every day and don't yell at the dog when they do wrong. I haven't encountered a dog that doesn't respond to calm and the 20-minute rule.

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