My Beloved Nikky
Once again I have heartbreaking news from the Tail Talk farm. My beloved Nikky, the newest member of our pack, is an Angel of God, safe in the loving arms of the Angels where he will remain until I join him and we remain forever as part of God’s love in eternity. I had to make the decision to send him there. It is the first time I have ever had to send a perfectly healthy specimen of an animal over to the other side, but you will understand in a moment why my heart is broken, once again, probably more than it ever has been in the past because this beloved wasn’t sick, not in the normal sense of how we understand illness. There was a part of Nikky’s history that I kept to myself because I didn’t want to bias the opinion of him before anyone had a chance to learn to love him as I loved him, and that is he was a wolf-hybrid. We were informed of this fact when we received him from Indiana, but they thought they had trained the bad traits out of him before we picked him up, but the day we got him he nipped my hand. I wrote it off that he was nervous because it was a very stressful situation, but because of his sheer size when he nips your hand it does damage, serious damage. His jaws have twice the power of a normal dog and his teeth are serrated, causing the skin to fillet like being laid open by the sharpest knife. He tried so hard to control these urges, but his instincts were so deep within his psyche that he was unable to control them. He came here, and I became his beloved. He stuck to me like velcro. He slept next to me, at the side of my bed, just as my beloved Jack did. He followed me around, never leaving my side. I will admit the vain side of me liked it. Now that I have educated myself on the wolf-hybrid it was an indication of trouble ahead, but I chose to believe he was just a silly white Shepherd because he looked just like my Wolffie, our first white Shepherd, and they were simply wrong about the wolf part. Everything was fine within our pack. Better than fine, everything was perfect within our pack. He couldn’t have been a better fit. He was loving towards the cats, playing with them, sleeping with them, eating with them. We were one, big, happy family. The problem came about when anyone came into the house. He bit everyone that came here. At first I thought we could train it out of him. We went to the vet and got medication to help calm his anxiety over new people, and with training I thought we could overcome this issue. But not only did we not overcome it, it was getting worse. We had people come in, sit in the chair quietly, and he would suddenly decide to bite. Then he began to attack from behind as they were walking away, no threat to anyone. I thought perhaps he misunderstood their intent for being in the house. Yesterday my son came home on leave from the Army for a visit. It is obvious he is a beloved member of the family. Nikky attacked him, twice, The second time running and attacking him from behind as Josh walked away, totally unaware of what was about to happen, and at that moment I knew what I had to do. It became the tipping point when I realized that my beloved Nikky was a dangerous dog and had to be put down. So I did what was best for the greater good at the expense of my own joy. My heart is broken but no one will ever suffer because my large dog was afraid that any person that entered our home was some how a danger to his pack.
The people that bred him are the cause of this, and I will forever hold them responsible for this travesty, because Nikky had the kindest, most loving heart of any dog I’ve ever known other than Jack, and there will never be a moment I will not miss him. He was a blessing to me every day for the time I had him, and I like to think we were a blessing to him also. He is at one with God now, while I suffer his loss. Until the day I join you, Nikky, your smile will light my way. I am grateful for the time we had together. I just wish it could have been longer. But I am grateful the time you were here you were with us because I know no one could have loved you more.
I am angry at the people that dumped him along the road in Indiana rather than being responsible as I was yesterday because although he was a loving animal, he could not be a good pet, and it was not fair to him to try to make him so. Those selfish people and the breeders that bred a shepherd and a wolf are accountable for the pain I am feeling today. I am grateful we took him and I was the one that loved him into eternity.
If you are thinking of getting a wolf-hybrid, you need to be educated because you probably know as little about them as I did, and you are going to be as heartbroken as I am right now unless you do your due diligence and read this message from the Humane Society of the U.S. and take it to heart: “Though supporters of wolf-hybrids as pets have plenty of positive stories, hybrids in general tend to be more aggressive than wolves or dogs. They are also more dangerous since wolf hybrids are still predators and have now had the fear of humans bred out of them. Hybrids retain strong wolf hunting instincts and have been known to regard small children as prey. There are also many know human attacks by wolf hybrids. Regarding pure wolves, there has never been a reported case of a healthy wolf in the wild attacking a person. Wolf hybrids, due to their wild nature, resist training and obedience and resent confinement. They are timid and readily bite when they feel threatened, teased or cornered. They are also unpredictable, destructive and adept at escaping confinement. Another dangerous aspect of wolf hybrids is that they will usually strongly bond with one human. If they feel that this person is being threatened, even if he/she is actually just playing or having a heated discussion with another family member, an attack and potential tragedy can occur. As puppies, wolf hybrids are very adorable, lovable and enjoyable pets. As they mature, their wild instincts and fearlessness take over and they soon become unacceptable pets. As with wolf pets, most wolf hybrids are euthanized. It took 15,000 years to domesticate the dog and make it an acceptable part of human society. Wolves cannot be domesticated with just a few breedings with various dog breeds. If you are considering purchasing a wolf or wolf hybrid as a pet, please reconsider. There are so many dogs needing homes at area shelters. These dogs make much better pets than any wolf or wolf hybrid could ever be.”
And never forget, there are plenty of dogs and cats available for adoption right now at Randolph County Humane Society where they continue to save lives, one by one, and your heart won’t be breaking as mine is right now.