Rough Starts and Breaking Hearts
Jessabelle came home to me at 8 weeks old. The first night I had her, I had a bad anxiety attack because of some problems I was having where I was living. She instantly got up in my face and started licking my face, which helped me calm down. I consider this her first task, and that's when I knew she would work out as a Service Dog and wouldn't need to be washed out because she could pick up on what I needed her for. Our journey had begun.
A couple days after I got her, I had to move because the situation with where I was living had reached a point I couldn't deal with it anymore. So, Jess and I packed up and moved in with my boyfriend at the time. I was working so I had to leave her home while I was gone because she wasn't potty trained or obedience trained yet, and where I was working was Janitorial so I didn't feel comfortable with her being around the chemicals.
My stress levels were always high, and Jess always responded to me as soon as I got home by crawling her little self up in my lap and laying her chin on my chest so I could play with her ears. A problem with Jess arose a few weeks after we were moved in though; I noticed that Jess would sneak up from behind and bite my boyfriend seemingly out of the blue. I discovered a little while after that that he was beating Jess while I was at work instead of following my FF+R program to train her. I left him and moved out.
Once away from him, Jessabelle no longer had a biting issue, but was handshy and couldn't even be verbally corrected anymore. So I had to change a few things in the way I train dogs, and now I train with no corrections, not even verbal ones, because of Jess. To be honest, we're both better off that way, anyway.