It was a gorgeous sunny Sunday afternoon. Off we went to rescue a pup!
We were briefed that Mojo was very timid and needed some gentle care to come out of his shell. I was then given Dom’s details incase we needed.
‘Oh thats sweet I thought, but I’ve had dogs all my life puppies, rescues, I got this!’
After the first 3 days, we realised Mojo was in need of more than love and a cosy bed. We needed help. Real help.
I had no idea what to do with this pup that was petrified of me, my husband, the door ways, the lights, outside and every noise around him. He couldn’t bare to look at us, food was a struggle and cuddles or any form of contact was proving too much for this little guy.
I finally pulled up the courage to call Dom and ask for help. Our first meeting was such a relief. She understands what he needs and is going to teach us! She also reassured us that with time we were going to see improvement.
Lucky, as there were tough times, really tough times and we even thought that we were going to have to give him back at one stage.
After a few weeks, I can honestly say Dom quickly became more than his trainer. She was OUR trainer. The support and encouragement we have received from her is only outdone by her knowledge of what dogs and what to do when dogs don’t trust humans. She is patient, kind and has a wonderful sense of humour…. which sometimes is what got us through.
We have a long road ahead of us, though since we have Dom’s help, Mojo now enjoys car rides, the park, affection and even wags his tail!
We and Mojo couldn’t have got to where we are without his “Furry Godmother”.