Spenser (RIP) was an abundant source for training opportunities, but in the end, we did succumb to limiting our walks and interaction with dogs and people outside the family. I still feel guilty about it to this day. He was just much more dog than we could handle and so out of control that I felt he would not fare well with anyone else.

We sent him to a well-known training facility that did virtually nothing for him. All he learned were the hand commands for sit, down, and shake paw. But he didn’t want to just shake your paw, he wanted to devour your hand once he had it in his clutches. Oy!

Well, I’m rambling now, but I wish I had known you earlier in Spenser’s early days. Maybe you could have helped us. Keep up the good work. There are so many dogs out there that need you!