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Posted: 3/6/2010 12:27:31 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 3/6/2010 12:30:51 PM EDT by _Azrael_]
I hope there's a dog head shrinker on this board. I have a 5 y/o Lab/Pit mix. Slightly plump already, with a good disposition. Not aggressive. Out during the day, in at night. 50/50 mix of crunchies and wet food. Walks. No kids. Well pet and talked to. Seldom alone. Plenty of squirrels to chase. This dog has a good life. So when I tell you he thinks he's about to starve to death any second maybe you'll see my problem.

At the slightest scent of chow he goes ape. Begging, hopping around, whining and just acting bad. If you're bringing the groceries home he better be locked up otherwise he will open an bag and go to town. If you turn your back for even a moment he eats all the cats food. If you leave your dinner plate alone he dumps it on the floor and eats it there. He climbs up on tables to get at food. He's ruthless and he knows better.

Now before you say it, I have shown this animal the error of his ways. He is an alpha dog and will take any amount of punishment short of death to get what he wants. Food. Give him a long time out and he will dig under the fence for neighborhood snacks.


I've just about had enough. Ideas?

Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:29:16 PM EDT
Pee on him, show him YOU are the boss.
Really, do it.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:29:54 PM EDT
Needs a bitch.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:34:24 PM EDT
Originally Posted By Nightdriver:
Pee on him, show him YOU are the boss.







Really, do it.


The neighbors would *love* to see that. I do get your point though.
I have pinned the bastard on his back with my hands on his chest and yelled at him so often I've
lost track. Nope. Not a dent. Food!

Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:36:35 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 3/6/2010 12:49:48 PM EDT by Chairborne]
Many labs are pigs.  If you free feed them they'll end up as round as they are long.  I don't think there's an easy cure for it.





ETA:  I'd cut out the wet food and make sure you're feeding him good, nutritious food.  Most cheap dog food has as much sawdust and other fillers as it does protein.
 

Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:39:05 PM EDT
tough love. acme shock collar cures it every time
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:42:42 PM EDT
Have you had him his entire life?

Answer lies within
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:44:47 PM EDT
Our Lhasa Apso is doing the same thing after we put her on a different food due to testing for allergy's. She's had a ear infection since day one and the Vet thinks it food related now. She loves this new food so much she can't get enough of it. She's constantly begging for more, I think there's crack in it or something...
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:45:47 PM EDT
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:46:47 PM EDT
My 2 pugs do the same thing and you would swear by watching them eat that they were 30 seconds from dying of hunger.

I had my neighbor watch them for a day once when I was gone and she actually asked me if I didn't feed them enough. I'm not sure about labs, but pugs can easily get overweight so I stick to feeding them exactly what my vet told me to when they both started gaining weight by the week.

Just don't give in to him with treats and food when he begs like that - will only reward him for his behavior.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:52:53 PM EDT
Old post, but a good one.

"Dog: I am starving.

Me: Actually, no. You aren't starving. You get two very good meals a
day. And treats. And Best Beloved fed you extra food while I was gone.

Dog: STARVING.

Me: I saw you get fed not four hours ago! You are not starving.

Dog: Pity me, a sad and tragic creature, for I can barely walk, I am so starving. WOE.

Me: I am now ignoring you.

Dog: STARVING.

Dog: Did you hear me? I am starving.

Dog: Are you seriously ignoring me? Fine.

[There is a pause, during which the dog exits the room in a pointed manner.]
[From the kitchen, there comes a noise like someone is eating a baseball bat.]

Me, yelling: What the hell are you doing?

Me: *makes haste for the kitchen and finds dog there*

Dog: *picks up entire raw sweet potato, which is what was causing the baseball bat noise, and flees for the bedroom*

Me: *chases dog, retrieves most of sweet potato, less the portion which has disappeared into dog's gullet*

Dog: See? STARVING.

Me: ...That can't be good for you. It's a RAW SWEET POTATO.

Dog: I had to do it. I haven't been fed. Ever.

Me: You realize you aren't normal. Normal dogs don't steal raw sweet potatoes.

Dog, sadly: I was badly brought up.

Me: Yes. Yes, you were.

Dog: By people who starved me.

Me: Oh, no. I am not doing this again.

Me: *exits the room, bearing sweet potato*

[There is a pause.]
[There is a noise like someone is trying to eat a baseball bat very very quietly.]

Me: Oh, for the love of GOD.

Me: *heads off to the kitchen*

Dog: I am not eating a raw sweet potato.

Me: You have sweet potato parts all over your snout.

Dog: But you don't actually SEE a raw sweet potato, do you? So maybe that's just - um. A birthmark.

Me: Did you seriously eat a whole sweet potato?

Dog: You don't listen. I told you, I wasn't eating a sweet potato.

Me: Searching around fruitlessly: Look. NO MORE SWEET POTATOES.

Me: Oh, what am I saying? This is you we're talking about, here. *goes to hide all the sweet potatoes that are left - which isn't many - in the fridge, because some people cannot be trusted*

Dog: *attempts to look thwarted*
Dog: *does not succeed, because tail is wagging so hard small cyclones are forming in the kitchen*

Me: *has a very bad feeling about this*

[There is a pause, during which I do not even bother trying to return to what I was doing. I just stand in the computer room, waiting.]
[There is, as I wholly expected, a baseball-bat-eating noise.]

Me: *stomping back to the kitchen*: OKAY. GIVE ME THE DAMNED SWEET POTATO.

Dog, looking up guiltily: What sweet potato?

Me: THE ONE IN YOUR MOUTH.

Dog: Oh, did you want this? I just, um. Found it. Lying here.

Me: *confiscates the sweet potato and deposits it in the locking
trashcan*

Me: Let us say no more about this.

Dog: ...Nooooo! They be stealin' my sweet potato!

[I attempt to remember what I was doing before the sweet potato episode.]
[Some ten minutes later, I succeed, and return to it.]
[NOT ONE MINUTE LATER, I hear a noise with which I have become all too familiar.]

Me, bonking head on desk: Arg.

Me, arriving in kitchen: How did you even get another sweet potato?

Dog, smugly: I have my ways.

Me: Are you punishing me for being away for several days? I was at a FUNERAL, you know. It wasn't FUN.

Dog: How would I know? You didn't take me. You left me here with only one human to look after my needs. One human is NOT ENOUGH.

Me: *shuts dog in bedroom, conducts a sweep of the kitchen to track down all remaining sweet potatoes, wipes up random sweet potato particles from floor, eradicates all traces of sweet potato from house*

Me: *lets dog out*

Dog, sulkily: Oh, so you think you've won.

[I watch her go about her business with the same sense of overwhelming doom that heroines of Victorian novels get when they meet Count Sinistrus Grimblack for the first time.]
[Half an hour later, there is a wetter, juicier eating noise, as though someone was eating a very moist baseball bat.]

Me, wearily: What NOW?

Dog, hunched over the remains of a butternut squash: *says something garbled because her mouth is full*

Me: Okay. Fine.

Me: *stomps over, empties entire vegetable bowl into trash*

Me: WE JUST WON'T HAVE ANY ROOT VEGETABLES ANYMORE. THERE. ARE YOU HAPPY?

Dog: I'm not even remotely sorry. I told you I was hungry. And you went to a funeral without me.

Me: ARRRRRRRRG.

[A half-hour later, there is another baseball-bat-eating noise from the kitchen. The dog, who apparently does not know how to win gracefully, has found another sweet potato, or possibly caused one to materialize from the Rift.]

Me, hauling chewed sweet potato parts from the mouth of a dog very reluctant to part with them: Oh my god how is this my life?

Dog: Don't you think it would just be easier to feed me?

Me: EVERYONE GO TO THE BEDROOM AND STAY THERE. EAT NOTHING.

Dog: Actually, I feel...um...not so good.

Dog: *throws up* *vomit is very bright orange*

[Unfortunate details ensue.]

Some time later:
Me, attempting to rescue something from the wreckage: So. What have we learned from this?

Dog: Sweet potatoes are yummy!

Other Dog, looking thoughtful: I should pay more attention to crunching noises. Sweet potatoes are probably yummy.

Me: I need a lobotomy."
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 12:53:59 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 3/6/2010 12:56:59 PM EDT by straatconst]
Like what's been posted already, some breeds are gluttons.

That is they will eat every scrap of food put in front of them until they literally can not take another bite.

Other breeds just eat a little at a time and are fine to leave food behind. My dog could feed himself out of a 40lb bag dogfood for weeks.

A lab will try his damnest to finish it in one sitting.

Be strong and stick with his ration, he'll be fine even though his begging will drive you crazy.




Edit: Forget this post.

      The one above pretty much nails it.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 1:04:37 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 3/6/2010 1:15:19 PM EDT by Chris19delta]
part lab it happens. theyr spazes they'll eat till they explode if given the opportunity.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 3:33:45 PM EDT
Just a thought. Maybe this has more to do with a nutritional deficiency than a behavioral problem.  
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 3:39:07 PM EDT
Staving dogs need steak and babnanas.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 3:39:32 PM EDT
My dad has a part Black Lab/German Shepherd mix that is dumb as a box of rocks. He acts a lot like your dog. He goes nuts over food.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 3:45:48 PM EDT
Originally Posted By StarOfTheWest:
Old post, but a good one.

"Dog: I am starving.

Me: Actually, no. You aren't starving. You get two very good meals a
day. And treats. And Best Beloved fed you extra food while I was gone.

Dog: STARVING.

Me: I saw you get fed not four hours ago! You are not starving.

Dog: Pity me, a sad and tragic creature, for I can barely walk, I am so starving. WOE.

Me: I am now ignoring you.

Dog: STARVING.

Dog: Did you hear me? I am starving.

Dog: Are you seriously ignoring me? Fine.

[There is a pause, during which the dog exits the room in a pointed manner.]
[From the kitchen, there comes a noise like someone is eating a baseball bat.]

Me, yelling: What the hell are you doing?

Me: *makes haste for the kitchen and finds dog there*

Dog: *picks up entire raw sweet potato, which is what was causing the baseball bat noise, and flees for the bedroom*

Me: *chases dog, retrieves most of sweet potato, less the portion which has disappeared into dog's gullet*

Dog: See? STARVING.

Me: ...That can't be good for you. It's a RAW SWEET POTATO.

Dog: I had to do it. I haven't been fed. Ever.

Me: You realize you aren't normal. Normal dogs don't steal raw sweet potatoes.

Dog, sadly: I was badly brought up.

Me: Yes. Yes, you were.

Dog: By people who starved me.

Me: Oh, no. I am not doing this again.

Me: *exits the room, bearing sweet potato*

[There is a pause.]
[There is a noise like someone is trying to eat a baseball bat very very quietly.]

Me: Oh, for the love of GOD.

Me: *heads off to the kitchen*

Dog: I am not eating a raw sweet potato.

Me: You have sweet potato parts all over your snout.

Dog: But you don't actually SEE a raw sweet potato, do you? So maybe that's just - um. A birthmark.

Me: Did you seriously eat a whole sweet potato?

Dog: You don't listen. I told you, I wasn't eating a sweet potato.

Me: Searching around fruitlessly: Look. NO MORE SWEET POTATOES.

Me: Oh, what am I saying? This is you we're talking about, here. *goes to hide all the sweet potatoes that are left - which isn't many - in the fridge, because some people cannot be trusted*

Dog: *attempts to look thwarted*
Dog: *does not succeed, because tail is wagging so hard small cyclones are forming in the kitchen*

Me: *has a very bad feeling about this*

[There is a pause, during which I do not even bother trying to return to what I was doing. I just stand in the computer room, waiting.]
[There is, as I wholly expected, a baseball-bat-eating noise.]

Me: *stomping back to the kitchen*: OKAY. GIVE ME THE DAMNED SWEET POTATO.

Dog, looking up guiltily: What sweet potato?

Me: THE ONE IN YOUR MOUTH.

Dog: Oh, did you want this? I just, um. Found it. Lying here.

Me: *confiscates the sweet potato and deposits it in the locking
trashcan*

Me: Let us say no more about this.

Dog: ...Nooooo! They be stealin' my sweet potato!

[I attempt to remember what I was doing before the sweet potato episode.]
[Some ten minutes later, I succeed, and return to it.]
[NOT ONE MINUTE LATER, I hear a noise with which I have become all too familiar.]

Me, bonking head on desk: Arg.

Me, arriving in kitchen: How did you even get another sweet potato?

Dog, smugly: I have my ways.

Me: Are you punishing me for being away for several days? I was at a FUNERAL, you know. It wasn't FUN.

Dog: How would I know? You didn't take me. You left me here with only one human to look after my needs. One human is NOT ENOUGH.

Me: *shuts dog in bedroom, conducts a sweep of the kitchen to track down all remaining sweet potatoes, wipes up random sweet potato particles from floor, eradicates all traces of sweet potato from house*

Me: *lets dog out*

Dog, sulkily: Oh, so you think you've won.

[I watch her go about her business with the same sense of overwhelming doom that heroines of Victorian novels get when they meet Count Sinistrus Grimblack for the first time.]
[Half an hour later, there is a wetter, juicier eating noise, as though someone was eating a very moist baseball bat.]

Me, wearily: What NOW?

Dog, hunched over the remains of a butternut squash: *says something garbled because her mouth is full*

Me: Okay. Fine.

Me: *stomps over, empties entire vegetable bowl into trash*

Me: WE JUST WON'T HAVE ANY ROOT VEGETABLES ANYMORE. THERE. ARE YOU HAPPY?

Dog: I'm not even remotely sorry. I told you I was hungry. And you went to a funeral without me.

Me: ARRRRRRRRG.

[A half-hour later, there is another baseball-bat-eating noise from the kitchen. The dog, who apparently does not know how to win gracefully, has found another sweet potato, or possibly caused one to materialize from the Rift.]

Me, hauling chewed sweet potato parts from the mouth of a dog very reluctant to part with them: Oh my god how is this my life?

Dog: Don't you think it would just be easier to feed me?

Me: EVERYONE GO TO THE BEDROOM AND STAY THERE. EAT NOTHING.

Dog: Actually, I feel...um...not so good.

Dog: *throws up* *vomit is very bright orange*

[Unfortunate details ensue.]

Some time later:
Me, attempting to rescue something from the wreckage: So. What have we learned from this?

Dog: Sweet potatoes are yummy!

Other Dog, looking thoughtful: I should pay more attention to crunching noises. Sweet potatoes are probably yummy.

Me: I need a lobotomy."


I lol'd at that
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 3:46:42 PM EDT
My lab will eat and eat if she can. Pug on the other hand is so spoiled that she won't eat unless you sprinkle cheese or some other people food on it.

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Link Posted: 3/6/2010 3:47:16 PM EDT
Originally Posted By StarOfTheWest:
Old post, but a good one.

"Dog: I am starving.

Me: Actually, no. You aren't starving. You get two very good meals a
day. And treats. And Best Beloved fed you extra food while I was gone.

Dog: STARVING.

Me: I saw you get fed not four hours ago! You are not starving.

Dog: Pity me, a sad and tragic creature, for I can barely walk, I am so starving. WOE.

Me: I am now ignoring you.

Dog: STARVING.

Dog: Did you hear me? I am starving.

Dog: Are you seriously ignoring me? Fine.

[There is a pause, during which the dog exits the room in a pointed manner.]
[From the kitchen, there comes a noise like someone is eating a baseball bat.]

Me, yelling: What the hell are you doing?

Me: *makes haste for the kitchen and finds dog there*

Dog: *picks up entire raw sweet potato, which is what was causing the baseball bat noise, and flees for the bedroom*

Me: *chases dog, retrieves most of sweet potato, less the portion which has disappeared into dog's gullet*

Dog: See? STARVING.

Me: ...That can't be good for you. It's a RAW SWEET POTATO.

Dog: I had to do it. I haven't been fed. Ever.

Me: You realize you aren't normal. Normal dogs don't steal raw sweet potatoes.

Dog, sadly: I was badly brought up.

Me: Yes. Yes, you were.

Dog: By people who starved me.

Me: Oh, no. I am not doing this again.

Me: *exits the room, bearing sweet potato*

[There is a pause.]
[There is a noise like someone is trying to eat a baseball bat very very quietly.]

Me: Oh, for the love of GOD.

Me: *heads off to the kitchen*

Dog: I am not eating a raw sweet potato.

Me: You have sweet potato parts all over your snout.

Dog: But you don't actually SEE a raw sweet potato, do you? So maybe that's just - um. A birthmark.

Me: Did you seriously eat a whole sweet potato?

Dog: You don't listen. I told you, I wasn't eating a sweet potato.

Me: Searching around fruitlessly: Look. NO MORE SWEET POTATOES.

Me: Oh, what am I saying? This is you we're talking about, here. *goes to hide all the sweet potatoes that are left - which isn't many - in the fridge, because some people cannot be trusted*

Dog: *attempts to look thwarted*
Dog: *does not succeed, because tail is wagging so hard small cyclones are forming in the kitchen*

Me: *has a very bad feeling about this*

[There is a pause, during which I do not even bother trying to return to what I was doing. I just stand in the computer room, waiting.]
[There is, as I wholly expected, a baseball-bat-eating noise.]

Me: *stomping back to the kitchen*: OKAY. GIVE ME THE DAMNED SWEET POTATO.

Dog, looking up guiltily: What sweet potato?

Me: THE ONE IN YOUR MOUTH.

Dog: Oh, did you want this? I just, um. Found it. Lying here.

Me: *confiscates the sweet potato and deposits it in the locking
trashcan*

Me: Let us say no more about this.

Dog: ...Nooooo! They be stealin' my sweet potato!

[I attempt to remember what I was doing before the sweet potato episode.]
[Some ten minutes later, I succeed, and return to it.]
[NOT ONE MINUTE LATER, I hear a noise with which I have become all too familiar.]

Me, bonking head on desk: Arg.

Me, arriving in kitchen: How did you even get another sweet potato?

Dog, smugly: I have my ways.

Me: Are you punishing me for being away for several days? I was at a FUNERAL, you know. It wasn't FUN.

Dog: How would I know? You didn't take me. You left me here with only one human to look after my needs. One human is NOT ENOUGH.

Me: *shuts dog in bedroom, conducts a sweep of the kitchen to track down all remaining sweet potatoes, wipes up random sweet potato particles from floor, eradicates all traces of sweet potato from house*

Me: *lets dog out*

Dog, sulkily: Oh, so you think you've won.

[I watch her go about her business with the same sense of overwhelming doom that heroines of Victorian novels get when they meet Count Sinistrus Grimblack for the first time.]
[Half an hour later, there is a wetter, juicier eating noise, as though someone was eating a very moist baseball bat.]

Me, wearily: What NOW?

Dog, hunched over the remains of a butternut squash: *says something garbled because her mouth is full*

Me: Okay. Fine.

Me: *stomps over, empties entire vegetable bowl into trash*

Me: WE JUST WON'T HAVE ANY ROOT VEGETABLES ANYMORE. THERE. ARE YOU HAPPY?

Dog: I'm not even remotely sorry. I told you I was hungry. And you went to a funeral without me.

Me: ARRRRRRRRG.

[A half-hour later, there is another baseball-bat-eating noise from the kitchen. The dog, who apparently does not know how to win gracefully, has found another sweet potato, or possibly caused one to materialize from the Rift.]

Me, hauling chewed sweet potato parts from the mouth of a dog very reluctant to part with them: Oh my god how is this my life?

Dog: Don't you think it would just be easier to feed me?

Me: EVERYONE GO TO THE BEDROOM AND STAY THERE. EAT NOTHING.

Dog: Actually, I feel...um...not so good.

Dog: *throws up* *vomit is very bright orange*

[Unfortunate details ensue.]

Some time later:
Me, attempting to rescue something from the wreckage: So. What have we learned from this?

Dog: Sweet potatoes are yummy!

Other Dog, looking thoughtful: I should pay more attention to crunching noises. Sweet potatoes are probably yummy.

Me: I need a lobotomy."


Link Posted: 3/6/2010 3:55:08 PM EDT
Some dogs do not respond well to "dog whisperer" techniques.

My dog is very smart and you have to be smarter than him to get the desired response.
Physical correction results in increased aggressive behaviour with him.
Also loud, does not equal respect. If I maintain low tones he listens very well.

You need to use your dogs strong food drive as a training tool.

.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 3:57:33 PM EDT
My Lab gets two cups in the morning and two cups at 1700hrs. When it gets close to 5, he will start to get antsy. His internal clock is pretty accurate when it comes to feeding time.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 4:02:47 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 3/6/2010 4:06:55 PM EDT by Max_Mike]
I have two basset hounds.

The male self regulates you have to try and get him to overeat. Had him five years and he weighs three pounds more than the day I got him.

The female never quits trying to find something to eat, if she is awake she is looking for food. Had her for five years she weighs 15 pounds more than the day I got her. She eats exactly what the male does but is given about two-thirds as much, gets the same walks and still weighs more. She steals any food she can get to.

Each dog is different and you have to dog proof your house just like you would baby proof it.

I used to have a basset hound that would not eat dark meat chicken, steak or beef roast, would not eat anything with gravy, would not eat McDonalds hamburgers, Burger King yes, McDonalds no,.. weird dog.

Link Posted: 3/6/2010 4:05:42 PM EDT
The late fat lab that is my avatar was always hungry. I could put an auto feeder out for my wife's dog and he would just nibble at it. She (the lab) would eat everything in a few days. I put her on a diet, and even though she got plenty she still went insane over any food. I could have stood there with 5 pounds of treats and she would have eaten every one of them. Nothing will stop a lab's hunger.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 4:25:39 PM EDT
I have two labs.  My black lab doesn't get in the trash.  The chocolate is a fat ass!  She'll get in the trash and scavenge for food.  The hard part about stopping that is catching her in the act.  However, I can have a plate of food, set it on the couch leave the room and those bitches won't even look at.  They must know it's a life or death thing.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 7:17:28 PM EDT
Assuming your dog is getting enough food, and that it is half way decent food, I suggest supplementing his feed with a can of green beans a day.

They are very bulky, and contain practically zero calories. They help convince my lab he is actually getting enough food while keeping his weight somewhat in check.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 7:20:41 PM EDT
My lab eats a bowl in the morning and I may have to feed him again if the cats get to it.
Its a pattern I like and he wont be as likely to get diabetes like my last little brown buddy.
He does not eat scraps of human food
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 7:22:26 PM EDT
find him some huge bones , huuge!
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 7:26:41 PM EDT


Link Posted: 3/6/2010 7:35:42 PM EDT
Get a Dogtra collar with the two modes. One is a vibrator and the second is a shock collar

.I have a terrier and she is very stubborn and willful ( I'm a terrier, I don't need no stinkin boss!!!!), but I will not let her have her way. I tell the dog no and walk away. If the dog goes for the dinner plate  it gets the buzzer. If it persists or I have to tell it the second time; the hand of god comes out of the clouds and smites it. That really adjuste it's attitude.

Link Posted: 3/6/2010 7:50:48 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 3/6/2010 8:18:34 PM EDT by phurba]
Originally Posted By Wagnasty:
Originally Posted By StarOfTheWest:
Old post, but a good one.

"Dog: I am starving.

....

Me: I need a lobotomy."




That's the most hilarious thing I've read today. Describes the shithead in my avatar to a T.

ETA: Said shithead ate over 5 lbs of dog food once when the bag was accidentally left on the floor.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 8:15:49 PM EDT
Originally Posted By Chris19delta:
part lab it happens. theyr spazes they'll eat till they explode if given the opportunity.


 I own three lab mixes, and that couldn't be closer to the truth.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 8:22:26 PM EDT
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 8:28:36 PM EDT
Originally Posted By StarOfTheWest:
Old post, but a good one.

"Dog: I am starving.

Me: Actually, no. You aren't starving. You get two very good meals a
day. And treats. And Best Beloved fed you extra food while I was gone.

Dog: STARVING.

Me: I saw you get fed not four hours ago! You are not starving.

Dog: Pity me, a sad and tragic creature, for I can barely walk, I am so starving. WOE.

Me: I am now ignoring you.

{snip}


OMFG I'm getting a hernia laughing at this. Our ABPT/American Bulldog cross/mix was a rescue, and is like this about food.


Link Posted: 3/6/2010 8:44:39 PM EDT
You need to law down the law and not allow this behavior.  It has nothing to do with him starving and everything to do with his dominating you. He is the pack leader currently. Grow some balls and train your dog. Some of them are stubborn and strong headed, but they will break. You need to start sooner than later also. Put them in situations where they have to be corrected and correct them over and over. Never be abusive or angry, but persistent and firm. Don't let up b/c it will get way worse before it gets better. He will fight and rebel and show his disapproval until he finally gives up in defeat. Then you will have to do this over and over and over and over until suddenly one day peace and tranquility. Walking and exercise are good and will help with this. Never show affection unless he is doing something worthy of affection (behavior that is desirable).

Link Posted: 3/6/2010 8:48:22 PM EDT
Originally Posted By Scottmkiv:
Assuming your dog is getting enough food, and that it is half way decent food, I suggest supplementing his feed with a can of green beans a day.

They are very bulky, and contain practically zero calories. They help convince my lab he is actually getting enough food while keeping his weight somewhat in check.


Green beans are good fill and they like them so no hassle.  Be sure you are on a good dog food.  I'm thinking Eukinuba is not so hot, I'm getting ready to swear it off for good.
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 9:01:07 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 3/6/2010 9:02:46 PM EDT by Texaspyro21]
Its a lab thing. My old roommate's lab would carry her food bowl around and drop it at your feet right after you fed her. She would get into the trashcans looking for food and try to get her food bag off the shelf. My dad's lab would eat herself to death if she had a chance.









 
Link Posted: 3/6/2010 9:27:25 PM EDT
Originally Posted By fadedsun:
Have you had him his entire life?

Answer lies within


Huh, funny you ask. The big doofus was a rescue dog. He was about a year old when we got him from the pound. Always thinks he's being abandoned. Dog aggressive, he likes people and cats!

His Alpha dog thing is not much fun to live with either. He's *always* contending. 24/7. If he lays down next to you he *must* put his head or a paw on top of you. Not next to you, on you. If you try to slowly lay your hand on him he flips out and tries to sit on you. He tries to walk my female (human) friend. In fact he yanked her off her feet one day. He very seldom tries this with me after I dragged him home three blocks on his back. Didn't want to go home quite yet. Oh so sorry Jr.

Why do I put up with his crap? When he's not acting up he's great. In fact moments after acting up he transforms back into Nice Dog and has no memory of being Bad Dog at all. I can always tell when he's in Bad Dog mode. Eye contact. He stares you down like he's reading your mind. Otherwise he's mellow and a big goof. As I said before I've used every kind of attention getter short of breaking his little rib cage. He really dislikes being carried home in disgrace on his worst days. Guess his neighborhood pals see that and laugh at him. Too bad!

Anyhow, thanks for the Lab advice. Sounds exactly like him.



Link Posted: 3/6/2010 9:38:15 PM EDT
Originally Posted By JasonblkZ06:
You need to law down the law and not allow this behavior.  It has nothing to do with him starving and everything to do with his dominating you. He is the pack leader currently. Grow some balls and train your dog. Some of them are stubborn and strong headed, but they will break. You need to start sooner than later also. Put them in situations where they have to be corrected and correct them over and over. Never be abusive or angry, but persistent and firm. Don't let up b/c it will get way worse before it gets better. He will fight and rebel and show his disapproval until he finally gives up in defeat. Then you will have to do this over and over and over and over until suddenly one day peace and tranquility. Walking and exercise are good and will help with this. Never show affection unless he is doing something worthy of affection (behavior that is desirable).



Here's the problem with that. You're right of course. We males can sense this crap from the get go.
The problem is if I do what it takes to demote him he will watch and wait for his chance. I'll have to watch him too. As I am not an Alpha human I get sick and tired of that game. As soon as he sees I'm not paying attention the feces will hit the fan and the fun will start all over. I want a pet not The Joker in my yard. Better to let him think he runs things then to constantly have to prove otherwise.
I guess walks will just be a barrel of monkeys with this dog. If he just didn't stare me down so often....

Link Posted: 3/7/2010 1:55:05 AM EDT
Sounds like a breed quirk??? Had no idea.

I've always kept a full dish for our dogs since day one puppies.

If any dish goes empty, I apologize and fill 'em back up.

None are overweight.

Perhaps if you starve a dog as a pup, he'll be hungry for life??????
Link Posted: 3/7/2010 5:58:38 AM EDT
Originally Posted By phurba:
Originally Posted By Wagnasty:
Originally Posted By StarOfTheWest:
Old post, but a good one.

"Dog: I am starving.

....

Me: I need a lobotomy."




That's the most hilarious thing I've read today. Describes the shithead in my avatar to a T.

ETA: Said shithead ate over 5 lbs of dog food once when the bag was accidentally left on the floor.


Yep, excellent post. Everyone who has had more then a few dogs will get a dog like this at one time or another. Mine was a Malimute, ate a entire 20 pound bag of Kibbles and bits sans about 3 pounds. Looked like it ate several bowling balls. He stayed outside for a day or two after that. Some dogs just have a very strong food drive, others will eat when they need to.
Link Posted: 3/7/2010 6:15:01 AM EDT
Originally Posted By _Azrael_:
Originally Posted By JasonblkZ06:
You need to law down the law and not allow this behavior.  It has nothing to do with him starving and everything to do with his dominating you. He is the pack leader currently. Grow some balls and train your dog. Some of them are stubborn and strong headed, but they will break. You need to start sooner than later also. Put them in situations where they have to be corrected and correct them over and over. Never be abusive or angry, but persistent and firm. Don't let up b/c it will get way worse before it gets better. He will fight and rebel and show his disapproval until he finally gives up in defeat. Then you will have to do this over and over and over and over until suddenly one day peace and tranquility. Walking and exercise are good and will help with this. Never show affection unless he is doing something worthy of affection (behavior that is desirable).



Here's the problem with that. You're right of course. We males can sense this crap from the get go.
The problem is if I do what it takes to demote him he will watch and wait for his chance. I'll have to watch him too. As I am not an Alpha human I get sick and tired of that game. As soon as he sees I'm not paying attention the feces will hit the fan and the fun will start all over. I want a pet not The Joker in my yard. Better to let him think he runs things then to constantly have to prove otherwise.
I guess walks will just be a barrel of monkeys with this dog. If he just didn't stare me down so often....



I've taken in stray and abused animals my entire life and the rescue organization I work with now sends me their worst cases... fear aggression, dominance aggression, dog aggression, all forms of life aggression.  

The eye contact you are referring to can be unsettling but it can also become dangerous.  If your dog is dominating you now and you submit he could escalate.  It sounds like you are resigning yourself to the status quo but it could get worse... as in he gets food aggressive with YOUR food.  

Oh... and the physical reprimanding and getting in his face and such?  That sort of aggression on your part coupled with inconsistency creates the dynamic you are experiencing.  Please be careful because you could get bit... possibly in the face.

Also the leading deal... do he jerk y'all around?  That's a huge pet peeve of mine.  Almost all of the dogs I work with come here like that and it doesn't take much to correct them but the volunteers even after being instructed let the dogs do whatever they want and they come back yanking on the lead and jumping on people.  That is an unpleasant dog to be around and is one of the top reasons people give up dogs.  And it's so easy to fix!

I would check into a professional dog trainer.  The dog needs a little bit of work but you and your girlfriend need a lot of work.  I'm not trying to insult you but there are ways to make your dog more enjoyable.  

Also if he finds his correct place in the order of the house it will relax him as well.  I constantly get compliments on how all of my animals... dogs, cats, goats and horses... are all so mellow and friendly.  The reason being is I am consistent, calm and I set very clear expectations on good behavior.  Everyone knows where the line is.    
Link Posted: 3/7/2010 6:19:51 AM EDT
Originally Posted By AJ_Dual:

OMFG I'm getting a hernia laughing at this. Our ABPT/American Bulldog cross/mix was a rescue, and is like this about food.





Thank you for not quoting the entire joke - which was very funny.
Link Posted: 3/7/2010 6:37:32 AM EDT

A few years back we started feeding my labs four times a day.  Breakfast, lunch, dinner, evening.  Luckily I have a stay at home wife.  It helps keep them from begging and seems to help the vomitting.  

Also, nothing wrong with giving the dogs some vegetables and fruits if they'll eat them.

Link Posted: 3/7/2010 6:39:27 AM EDT
Our "rescued" GSD/Spits/WTF breed also has the food freak out syndrome.  I saw an episode of The Dog Whisperer where he made the dog sit and stay and give him eye contact while he set his food bowl on the ground. If the dog looked at the food, he took it away. He made the dog sit and stay for 2 to 5 seconds and look at him with eye contact before he gave it the OK to eat.  We started doing this too, and it works like a charm.  She is no longer as aggressive around food, and you can see a slowly changing attitude towards her eating habits.
Just yesterday I managed to get her to sit still while I placed a Milk Bone on her snout before I gave her the "Go Ahead" to eat it.
Now granted, she will leave her food bowl alone all day, and go ape shit over table scraps (she usually just gets to lick the empty plate so we don't have to run it in the dishwasher no real food chunks) and Milk Bones.
Link Posted: 3/9/2010 3:32:07 PM EDT
Originally Posted By _Azrael_:
Originally Posted By JasonblkZ06:
You need to law down the law and not allow this behavior.  It has nothing to do with him starving and everything to do with his dominating you. He is the pack leader currently. Grow some balls and train your dog. Some of them are stubborn and strong headed, but they will break. You need to start sooner than later also. Put them in situations where they have to be corrected and correct them over and over. Never be abusive or angry, but persistent and firm. Don't let up b/c it will get way worse before it gets better. He will fight and rebel and show his disapproval until he finally gives up in defeat. Then you will have to do this over and over and over and over until suddenly one day peace and tranquility. Walking and exercise are good and will help with this. Never show affection unless he is doing something worthy of affection (behavior that is desirable).



Here's the problem with that. You're right of course. We males can sense this crap from the get go.
The problem is if I do what it takes to demote him he will watch and wait for his chance. I'll have to watch him too. As I am not an Alpha human I get sick and tired of that game. As soon as he sees I'm not paying attention the feces will hit the fan and the fun will start all over. I want a pet not The Joker in my yard. Better to let him think he runs things then to constantly have to prove otherwise.
I guess walks will just be a barrel of monkeys with this dog. If he just didn't stare me down so often....



Yeah you have admitted defeat before even trying with that attitude. Good luck with training and life for that matter.
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