We have adopted a very good dog with one enormous problem. At certain times he decides that he wants to play, and that the way to get us to play is to bite us over and over, grab our sleeves and #####, etc. He has drawn blood and given us bruises but seems totally unaware that we are in distress and is still panting happily and following us as we flee. We have tried more exercise, less exercise, distracting with chew toys, distracting with food, and separating him from us physically to show that when you play rough you don’t get to play. Everything works briefly but does not prevent future biting. Just now after an hour of chill chewing on his chew toy and getting petted he lunged straight for my crotch and grazed my cojones with his teeth. The gutteral scream I let out made him jump back, and then he was right back to lunging at my legs and arms.
The thing is, every other moment of the day he’s very good. Attentive (until he gets into frenzy mode), a pretty good leash walker, very food motivated and interested in learning what to do to get treats. He gets a little frantic and barky when he sees other dogs, but we have had success with getting him to focus on us and ignore the dogs in exchange for treats (we get him to sit or lie down repeatedly while praising him and petting him). The internet seems to say this is the first step— learning that when we see another dog it is good, and that we should be calm and pay attention to Dad.
We are working on learning what the clicker means and his name (Arlo). During the day when we are working he chews a toy or naps or lazes around the apartment. He’s very easygoing about being touched, letting us touch his paws and stomach and face and whatever else (I read we should do this to desensitize him for when we need to trim fur and nails). He has never snarled or growled or bitten in an aggressive way— only trying to play.
Working through a few dog training books. I read Other End of the Leash which I really liked, and we are starting the exercises from The Power of Positive Dog Training. Interestingly, we posted about this on the Facebook group for the rescue we got him from, and his foster mom says he only did biting/crazy zoomies ONCE in the 3 months he lived with her. What the heck?
He’s also incredibly handsome. I feel like a dumb millennial because I can’t remember how to post a picture on here, I guess I have to host it elsewhere?