Sunday, December 1, 2019

Signature Dog Blog: Chase the Doberman RIP One Year Later


This week marks the one year anniversary of the passing of our beautiful yet deeply troubled 2.5 year-old Doberman boy.  His name was Chase.  And, we loved him truly, deeply and dearly, in spite of the danger we lived with in trying to save this beautiful boy from himself.

Chase was not a rescue, he came to our home as a one-year-old 'return' from a highly regarded Doberman breeder out of the Portland area of Oregon.  Referred to us by a Doberman Breeder in the Vancouver, BC area.  We paid a considerable amount of money for him and then spent much of our savings trying to save and help him.  

I should mention, that Chase was sold to us as a service dog. This was the first of the many painful lies uncovered during our short time with Chase. There are just too many lies to mention. Turned out he had no leash manners and chased cars with such rage that he put himself and me in danger every time we were out.  We even wondered if he had ever had any training or been on a leash. Chase was the least likely dog on the planet to be a service dog. He was so light sensitive you could not even have a flashlight on around him and he seemed to be only comfortable in the dark and every noise made him very upset and crazy-like.

We had him for about one and a half years.  And during that time he brought so much joy and love into our home. Sadly, he also brought fear, terror and violent behaviours.  

Chase made three steps forward and ten steps back.  We would have a month of improvement.  We began to hope. Then the next day he would lash out, bite, attack, growl and dangerously mutilate himself. No trainer, no animal behaviour specialist, no veterinarian, no veterinarian behaviourist could save him.  Trust me when I say, no expense was spared.

For the record, Chase was our third Doberman, so we were experienced with Dobermans.  In addition to seeking help from the professionals, we also sought help from both the woman who referred us and the woman who was Chase's breeder.

Neither one of these people were interested in helping Chase or us.  They both knew that they had gotten us to purchase a Doberman with very serious physical and mental health issues.  And, they probably knew nothing would help him.  Most of all they showed us they did not care about Chase or the very special Doberman breed.  

I remember speaking to Chase's breeder after he had attacked his pet sitter and we wanted him returned to her. Her response was, "Oh, I don't know anything about training".  She started hysterically crying and put her boyfriend on the phone and basically forced us into keeping him, which we did.  Our mistake we did not stand up for ourselves.  We felt so guilty wanting to return him.

We also now know that they targeted us knowing we were still grieving the loss of our two beloved Dobermans. They got together to 'off load' a dangerous dog on two unsuspecting grieving people. Our barriers were down and we openly trusted them both.  We were being preyed upon and did not even know it. Not yet anyways.

Over a short period of time, Chase had become increasingly dangerous to himself, to others and to us.  Our veterinarian was scared for our safety. Can you imagine that?

After exhausting all professionals and ourselves, it was decided the best thing to do for Chase and for public safety was to do an in-home euthanization. It was a terrible day, one I will never forget.  Even with massive does of oral sedation, my husband and I had to muzzle and forcefully restrain Chase.  He was so full of rage that day, we were so worried he was going to seriously harm Dr Lesley who had come for the in-home visit.  We were also worried she would not be able to get close enough to do her job. She would administer an injection and then had to quickly get behind the door to protect herself.  When things calmed down, she would administer another injection. Time seemed to go by so slow. It was like what was happening was not even real. Here we were holding our beloved Chase while he was raging on and being prepared to die at the same time. After many injections, Dr Lesley was able to administer the lethal injection.  Chase was finally free from himself and the world he was unable to accept or live in.  I went to the bathroom and vomited.

Dr Lesley could very well be the calmest and most courageous veterinarian ever.

In the end, after Chase's passing, his breeder never called us back, never wrote us back, never responded back to us.  Never said a SINGLE word. Never sent a card, note, text or email. Never inquired how we were, especially after Chase's most recent display of rage against one of us in particular. 

It was as if we never existed, that Chase never existed.  But all three of us existed and suffered and one of us died. Two of us remained in shock and devastated. And, angry.

Have you even been treated as though you don't exist?  Let me tell you it hurts and sticks with you.

We will always love Chase, and while these two individuals have moved on from the destruction they caused our family - we will never forget them and what they did to us.

Thank you for taking the time to read this.  And, be very careful when dealing with any breeder, of any dog, of any breed, any town, province or state.  Even, if you know them, you have a history with them, and they have a "so called" good reputation.  

Be very careful, as your life, your health and your finances may be placed at great risk.


Our first Selfie - Chase was my world!



Always, 

Lee 


Signature Pet Services is a by-appointment-only pet sitting company serving the very beautiful Saanich Peninsula in British Columbia.