Shih Tzu Dog Fight

Well, it’s a new year. 2017! We haven’t kept up with our blog, but we’re going to try again! This morn­ing wasn’t a great morn­ing for us. Candy was her typ­i­cal self. She turned up her nose at her food, but Nigel and Dot­tie gob­bled theirs down. We never know how Flower is going to react to her food, and this morn­ing, she sat and guarded it for quite a while. I hon­estly don’t know what hap­pened next. I thought Candy was still guard­ing her food in the din­ing room, but sud­denly, fur was fly­ing. The female shih tzus all seemed to be gath­ered around Flower’s half-eaten dog food. Candy and Dot­tie were clamped onto each other’s faces, and Flower barked, going back and forth between the two of them. I ran toward them, shout­ing to stop, but the harder I tried to pull them away from each other, the more they ter­ror­ized each other. I finally picked Candy up and dumped her a few feet away, but she was back in a flash, once again clamp­ing her teeth on Dottie’s face, while Dot­tie bit back, and Flower con­tin­ued her wild dance.

Candy after dog fight.

Candy after dog fight.

My biggest con­cern was that Dot­tie was just get­ting over an eye infec­tion, with her final vet appoint­ment com­ing up tomor­row, and that this would set her back. When I finally got Candy shut up in the bath­room, I checked Dottie’s face. I saw blood, but I couldn’t tell if it was her’s. As I dabbed around her eye, it didn’t seem like it was her blood, so I put her in a dog bed and went to get Candy. She, too, had blood on her face. A closer look revealed a not-so-pretty cut below her eye. I cleaned it with eye­wash sev­eral times and blot­ted the blood. Then, I went to look for Flower. She didn’t seem to have been harmed. Who knows where Nigel was dur­ing the melee!

It’s hours later, and every­thing is calm. I still don’t know what hap­pened. I do know that Candy seems to be a lit­tle aggres­sive lately, espe­cially when she is next to me on the couch and one of the other dogs approaches. I have a few ques­tions for any­way who has had this expe­ri­ence. How do you keep these dog fights from hap­pen­ing? Once they do, what’s the best way to sep­a­rate three female shih tzus that are eat­ing each other’s faces?

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Shih Tzu Doings: Candy and Nigel Tribal Dance

Hi, all! We are get­ting excited because of the spring weather. Candy, Nigel, and Flower all have short hair­cuts now. Nigel and Candy have a lot of energy, as you can tell from this video:

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Shih Tzu Week 122: The Dog Who Says Meow

Oct. 24 — Oct. 30

Thurs­day, Oct. 24

The incredible disappearing Spot Collins.

The incred­i­ble dis­ap­pear­ing Spot Collins.

Spot Collins con­tin­ues try­ing to get out to see the big world. This morn­ing, when John went to go get the mail, Spot waited patiently by the door. John blocked him from going out, but then he fig­ured out he could just push the screen door and it would open (the latch doesn’t work on it). Luck­ily, I saw him in stealth mode and warned John, so he quickly pulled him back and closed it. We also ended up tak­ing the doggy door out because of Spot. Yes­ter­day he tried to saunter out when the shih tzus went out, think­ing he could blend in. My nick­name for him is “the dog who says meow.”

My nick­name for Panda is “Panda-monium.” That’s because he makes Flower crazy by just being here, so she likes to chase him in around and cor­ner him.

Sat­ur­day, Oct. 26

Heather, Her­man, and Jor­dan came over for din­ner. They brought chicken for chicken and gua­camole bur­ri­tos. I made the gua­camole. They really liked Panda and Spot Collins. Some­body got out a laser light and started shin­ing it on things. Buddy and Spot thought that was a lot of fun. Candy warmed up to Heather and let her hold her for a while.

 Mon­day, Oct. 28

Mom hasn’t yet been able to get used to her new sur­round­ings. She con­tin­ues to want to go down­stairs to bed. She also can’t remem­ber if the cats are allowed to go down­stairs, when that is where their lit­ter boxes are. I hope it’s eas­ier for her when she gets to Florida.

Tues­day, Oct. 29 

I had a bas­ket set up in Mom’s room that I though Panda or Spot Collins might want to sleep in. How­ever, they didn’t seem inter­ested, so I put it up on top of a very tall desk hutch. When I went in the room this morn­ing, Panda was sit­ting in the bas­ket, with prob­a­bly an inch between him and the roof.

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Shih Tzu Week 121: Getting Used to Visitors

Oct. 17 – Oct. 23, 2013

Thurs­day, Oct. 17 

My inten­tions were good when I set Mom and her furry friends up in the base­ment, since she would have her own fridge, bath­room, and plenty of space for lit­ter boxes and food bowls. How­ever, she thought it was spooky, so we moved her and Buddy upstairs last night. She liked it much bet­ter. We also lifted the ban on Spot Collins (her Maine Coon) and Panda enter­ing the liv­ing room, and they made them­selves right at home. I wasn’t sure how Flower would react to cats in her ter­ri­tory, but she seemed to adjust quickly. What a menagerie! Dot­tie and Flower aren’t quite sure how to act with vis­i­tors here. They stayed in Shih Tzu Cen­tral all day but came out and strolled around after Mom went to bed. I said Flower seemed to adjust quickly. After Mom went to bed, she jumped up on the couch Mom is bor­row­ing from her to sniff what has been going on there with another dog. Then, she decided to try to chase Spot Collins away by barking/growling at him, but Spot took a seat on a din­ing room chair and wouldn’t budge.

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Nigel and Candy ran after her, maybe think­ing there was going to be a scuf­fle. It did look like a lit­tle shih tzu gang try­ing to scare off a lone, although big, kitty. Spot didn’t seem very fright­ened, though. Flower couldn’t quite reach him through the chair slats, and he rested on his side, swat­ting Flower away every now and then. Finally, Spot seemed to get tired of the exchange and jumped down and saun­tered towards the stairs.

 Fri­day, Oct. 18

This morn­ing didn’t start out well. When I let Buddy out, Spot Collins saun­tered out behind him. Since it had snowed and I was in my sleep­wear, I had to grab a coat and put on my san­dals. He had already made his way halfway up our tiered land­scape area, so I had to climb over the fence we have there to keep Flower on the ground and chase him down. Then, while hold­ing the giant cat, I had to jump back down. I am con­sid­er­ing putting him on a leash like Jeff and Lynda Petersen do with their giant cat.

Sat­ur­day, Oct. 19

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Sun­day, Oct. 20

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Tues­day, Oct. 22

We have tried our best to keep Spot Collins from going out­side, but now he’s fig­ured out how to go out the doggy door, and then how to get under the deck. We went in under one side and out the other. John had to lure him back in both times. Since he has fig­ured it out, I wish he would teach Candy and Dot­tie to go through it! Instead, we took the doggy door out for the time being. I don’t want to lose him! Mom would be heartbroken.

Wednes­day, Oct. 23

I have been con­cerned about Mom’s things she will be tak­ing to Florida. Sandy is going to have a hard enough time because of her pet aller­gies. I don’t want dusty items to bother her too. While I was going through some of the news­pa­per clip­pings Mom col­lected, I saw one say­ing to put an aller­gic child’s stuffed ani­mals in the freezer to kill dust mites before they sleep with them. Mom’s stuffed cats and tigers didn’t look dusty, but I bagged them and put them in the freezer any­way. I also bagged the stuffed ele­phants Mom made us when we were chil­dren and gave them a turn in the freezer. Can’t wait ’til John finds them and thinks I’ve gone around the bend.

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Shih Tzu Week 120: Expanded Menagerie

Oct. 10 – Oct. 16, 2013 

Thurs­day, Oct. 10 

Out­side it’s dark, cold, and rainy, but inside, it’s warm and cozy. I am in my usual posi­tion on the couch, my com­puter in place, and all four of the dog­gies are with me: Candy in John’s spot at one end, Nigel on the left side of me, Dot­tie snor­ing on the other, and Flower on the other end of the couch. Such a pre­cious fam­ily.

It looks like things are going to get lively around here for a while. My mother called me on Tues­day night because of an emer­gency at her house. Due to the fact that she is 80 and it is get­ting dif­fi­cult to keep her 70-year-old house liv­able, we have to make other arrange­ments. The most log­i­cal solu­tion is for her to even­tu­ally move to Florida to live with my sis­ter, Sandy. It’s going to be a huge adjust­ment for everyone.

Mom comes with a menagerie. Over the decades, Mom has had a long list of cats as well as her faith­ful dogs. Right now, she has Buddy, res­cued from a shel­ter sev­eral years ago, as well as four cats. Emily and Mimi are prob­a­bly about 17 or 18 years old. Spot Collins and Panda, res­cued from a shel­ter a few years ago, are prob­a­bly about 3 years old. Nei­ther Sandy nor myself has the heart to tell mother she has to part with her pets, but Sandy has severe pet aller­gies, so it will be dif­fi­cult for her.

It’s not that liv­ing in Florida is a com­pletely new idea. Mom agreed to move there once before, years ago, but couldn’t bring her­self to leave her home. This time, fate seems to have taken the deci­sion from her hands. Sandy already has plans to go to New Jer­sey in early Novem­ber for her daughter-in-law’s baby shower, so I have sug­gested Mom stay here until she gets back. The plan after that is for Sandy’s ex-husband, Paul, to come through Den­ver after a work trip and fly back to Florida with Mom. He will arrange for some­one to come and taxi the pets all back to Florida.

It’s hard to imag­ine what this is going to look like. We have decided to put the cats’ lit­ter boxes down­stairs in the bath­room and to set Mom up in the spare bed­room across from it. Buddy will sleep with Mom, as he usu­ally does. I am going to try to keep the cats in the base­ment, since I don’t know how Flower par­tic­u­larly will respond to cats in her house. She has chased after any cat that has wan­dered into the house, and tries to bark away any squir­rel that comes near, so this should be fun.

I will be mak­ing a trip tomor­row morn­ing to get Mom and the pets. So, this might just be the last night my mom ever spends in the house she has lived in for six decades. I know that this is not what she wants, but we will try to at least make her and the pets comfortable.

Fri­day, Oct. 11

I man­aged to get all the pets over here and set­tled. I’m sure the shih tzu clan is won­der­ing what on earth is going on. Mom had a really rough day, which means I did too. She’s dis­ori­ented and con­fused, since this is so out of the norm for her. I finally got her to go to sleep for a while, with Buddy beside her.

Sat­ur­day, Oct. 12

Today was bet­ter for Mom. She is still con­fused, but that’s to be expected when you uproot an 80-year-old. I don’t think she cried once today and she slept well.

Tues­day, Oct. 15

I couldn’t sleep so I got up at 4:00 to do some work before Mom gets up. The shih tzus have been doing pretty well with the new liv­ing sit­u­a­tion. Nigel and Buddy do growl at each other because they are both food aggres­sive, so I have to watch them, espe­cially since Buddy is at least twice as big as Nigel. Today, Flower got a lit­tle wild-eyed when Spot Collins, who we think is a Maine Coon, escaped through the base­ment door and into the liv­ing room. I quickly grabbed him to avoid any issues. 

Wednes­day, Oct. 16

The shih tzus might be a lit­tle con­fused about their new house guests, but we are try­ing to make sure things are as com­fort­able and nor­mal for them as pos­si­ble. The girls all gath­ered around John on the couch this morn­ing to get love. Candy was sit­ting on his lap, and again, I am still get­ting used to that develop, since we never thought any of our puppy mill moms would be lap dogs.

After the love fest, they went out­side to eat. While she was on the deck, Flower spied Spot Collins in the win­dow. I had been try­ing to keep him down­stairs, but I decided to give him a break. Flower started bark­ing crazily. It will be very inter­est­ing to see if she adapts.

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