When I met with Leonard I immediately sensed that he knew what he was doing. Wanting to kick Charlie’s aggressive tendencies in the butt, I sent him to spend a month with Leonard at Doggie boot camp. It took me a months after doggie boot camp to realize the full value of Charlie’s time with Leonard.
Charlie can now play with other dogs, and not just when Leonard is around. That was my greatest fear. I thought, Yeah, Leonard can do this, but I’m not a dog whisperer. We’ll go home and things will go back to how they used to be. But, no, I’ve now introduced Charlie to numerous dogs by myself and weeks after leaving Leonard’s, Charlie is doing extremely well. Yes, having Charlie is a daily job.
Leonard taught Charlie how to be a real dog, but he also taught me how to be a real dog owner: how to be there for my dog, how to handle different situations. Charlie isn’t cured. He’s rehabilitated. Charlie now takes naps beside the same dogs he used to attack. He’s learned to relax and be comfortable in his own skin, but he’s still the same dog. He’s weary of strangers and men. The thing that’s changed is that Leonard taught me how to handle those situations.
Now I can let Charlie play with other dogs. I can take him for off-leash walks and hikes. My once fearful dog is jumping into the pool. All this, and just three months ago I felt helpless, like I had no choices. I sincerely believe that Leonard saved my dog’s life and the quality of my own.
Thank you Leonard Ludovico from (k9bodylanguage.com) for all your help,
My friends and family were very worried about my new dog and the liabilities he carried with him. I worked with other trainers, and mostly they seemed dumbfounded by Charlie. He was stubborn; he avoided commands, eye contact, and became more frazzled the more time they spent with him.
I worried that Charlie would never lead a normal dog life and that my own life would be affected by it. One family member advised that I give him up if things didn’t improve within a year. When I called Leonard he was my last resort. I didn’t know what else to do. Charlie had bitten five or six of my friends, and even myself during a dog park visit with his first trainer.