Anyone who's met Cara will tell you what a fearty she is. A terrier in my village has always hated other dogs, except my old lurcher. When the old dog died and Cara took his place, the terrier blamed Cara. So from day one the terrier has went for Cara at every opportunity. Terriers owner always saying sorry and wishing her dog was as meek as Cara. On Friday Cara was walking through park and met TERRIER, I was just out of sight, but heard the fight, I was there in a jiffy, just in time to see Cara pin the snarling wee dog to the ground. I called Cara off and she came to me, the terrier was crawling towards me as if to say "help I've been attacked, I never did anything, honest" Terrier owner told me the truth. We were both shocked as Cara normaly just runs away and hides behind me. The upshot is that since that incident Cara has stopped waiting for me to lift her over any fence we come accross on our walks and now just leaps over them, do you think this new found confidence is going to manifest itself in other ways? As is the way with dog scraps, both dogs were fine, it was more noise than anything nasty. The terrier has been past our gate a few times since and seems less keen on starting fights now.
What a lovely picture of Cara Not sure about the terrier part, but between you and me - im not a big terrier fan so maybe its taught the terrier a lesson to start a fight with a bigger dog
I think it's fairly common that lurchers are tolerant of other dogs behaviour towards them, but there comes a breaking point when they will defend themselves. Glad no dogs were hurt, but Cara had obviously had enough and put her paw down sorry Anne didn't mean to imply Cara was lurcher, just that Biscuit also acts like Cara just has, cos if I remember she is a deerhound?
sorry Anne didn't mean to imply Cara was lurcher, just that Biscuit also acts like Cara just has, cos if I remember she is a deerhound?
-- Edited by Valerie at 09:56, 2007-04-29
I'm proud to have her called a lurcher, when I was looking for a dog, it was a lurcher I was after. When the rescue lurcher I was after was rehomed, my son bought me Cara. Cara has turned out the double of the lurcher I was after, it was a deerhound cross. 'Fate' "If it's for you, it'll no go by you" as my gran used to say. My son is keen to point out he paid a Deerhound price for my wafer thin excuse for a Deerhound, but labels mean nothing to me (as anyone who's seen my wardrobe will confirm.) she's a braw dog and has slotted in perfectly in our family.