by Irene
(Cordoba)
I am an expat living in Cordoba, Argentina. I have 4 Giant Schnauzer mixes; the mom and her two daughters and son. Today a stray dog attacked one of ours and I feel we didn’t react as well as we could have. Breaking a dog fight is stressful and it is hard to think on the spot.
My pack is made of mom, Zena of 2 1/2 years and her children of 1 1/2 years old. A year ago they all had basic training with a professional trainer who tends to focus on guard dog training. Since then my husband and I continue with the basic training; sit, stay, come and lay down. Every morning we take them for a walk to a nearby river and park for them to run and play with some of the stray dogs in the area. It is hard to socialize them with non strays since most dog owners are fearful of 4 black hyper/over friendly dogs coming towards their dog.
Zena usually doesn't care for other dogs and walks away. Zena tends to be very independent and pushes the envelope when outside. We adopted her when she was 10 months old. Flora is very well behaved too, very hyper and too intelligent for her own good but a very good dog. Elsa wants to play and usually runs around with the strays. Her desire to play with the others has resulted in her "losing her head" and following them and not listening to us call her back. We now keep Elsa on a leash when we approach strays until we are in an area where we can control her from running away. Elsa, well let's say she admires her mom. Our male, Marvin, fortunately so far has been really good with other males. He allows the males to check him out and lets them play with “his girls” but doesn't cower to the other dogs. If we see postures in the strays or in him that seem to potentially become aggressive, we call Marvin and he comes back to us. (He is a very well behaved dog).
After the dogs run for 20-30 minutes my husband and I will practice recall training at the park until they throw themselves on the ground to rest. We stand about a half of a football/soccer field away from each other and call the dogs back and forth. They sprint to us and are rewarded with praise on either side.
This morning my husband and I failed them. I know dog training is more training of myself than the dogs. We were walking along the river when we saw a beautiful Newfoundland on the other side of the river. I believe the dog is a female. She swam across the river to hang out with us. It was clear that the dog was either lost or thrown out of her home. My dogs and the newfie continued on our walk playing. Elsa once again starts to run to far ahead of us. We call her and eventually she comes back. I put a leash on her and then, the newfie attacks Elsa. I pull Elsa away from the dog but the newfie continues to try to attack. I think there were a few times where I crouched down to cover Elsa. My husband tries to hit the dog with a leash. Marvin tries to corral the dog away from Elsa but nothing seems to stop this dog from trying to attack Elsa. Flora stayed near us but at a safe distance.
Then Zena starts running. The newfie follows Zena down a path but he stops and comes back to us. By this time we have managed to collect the three and get leashes back on them to start to leave the area. My husband takes the three while I run to find Zena. The newfie tries to block me from going down the path to go after Zena. She doesn't demonstrate any aggression to me but is just being in the way. She then turns back to my husband. About 1/4 mile away is Zena sitting and watching/waiting. I collect her we hug and get a leash on her. I see from a distance the newfie is blocking my husband and the dogs from moving toward us. He had to walk in a different direction and meet up with me and Zena several blocks away.
Our failure was how we reacted to this situation. I am very thankful the attack wasn't worse. Elsa has a few scratches and a sore foot.