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STELLA
We call her "Stella the Wonder Dog" because she can leap six feet
into the air and catch a frisbee. When she's excited, it's as though she
switches off the gravity -- she bounds up and gives Tom or me a kiss on the
face. We also call her a wonder dog because we are constantly amazed that a
small black dog survived such abuse during the first two years of her life
and has retained a sweet and fun disposition.
We know a lot about the horrible conditions that Stella was living
in before she was rescued because the staff of the county animal control
office kept records of the times that neighbors reported Stella's previous
owners. Stella and her sister were kept outside all the time, chained to
cement blocks or to a fence, frequently without food or water. Sometimes
the people had put food and water outside for the dogs, but had left the
bowls just out of the dogs' reach. The dogs were beaten severely and often.
When Stella came to us, her time in foster care had helped her to
start trusting people, but she was still extremely distrustful of men and of
other dogs. During her first few weeks with us, taking her out for a walk
was an ordeal every time -- she would bark and jump every time we saw a
person or another dog on the street.
After a few days of trying work with Stella on our own, we realized
that our limited knowledge did not equip us to train a dog whose life had
been so traumatic. We were very lucky to have gotten the name of an
excellent trainer who had worked with many formerly abused dogs. Kathryn
has helped us to understand how Stella's former life affected her behavior
with us and has taught us how to work with her. Stella is extremely smart
and enjoys learning -- within the first week of training she had learned her
name, "sit", and "in" (very useful in crate training!).
Stella has had a difficult time learning to trust people. During
her first few weeks with us, she grudgingly allowed us to pet her but didn't
like being petted or played with.
One of my most remarkable moments with
her was the first time she brought one of her toys over and dropped it in
front of me for me to throw to her. Another was the first time she licked
my cheek! A couple of weeks ago, Stella followed Tom around, with her
stuffed giraffe in her mouth, while he was loading the car for a weekend
trip. Every time he went to the car, she would drop the giraffe at his feet
to say "Don't forget me OR my giraffe!"
It is hard to believe that Stella has been part of our family for
only six months, but we are also amazed to think about how far she has come
in that time. With patience and help from a wonderful trainer, we have seen
her blossom into a happy and playful dog. Seeing the changes in her has
meant all the more to us because we know how much she had to overcome. She
is a delight -- we feel very fortunate to have her in our lives!