Tag: Rescue Dogs

The Seven-Year Airedale vs. Corgi War (Now in Its Eighth Year)

My previous dog passed away last year. She had a bitter rivalry with a small but feisty corgi down the street. There was never any actual interaction between them — not even a sniff — but that didn’t stop the drama. The feud began when the corgi, who sleeps by a front window, barked at her one day as we walked past. And just like that, the war began. The now-legendary Seven-Year Airedale vs. Corgi War.

Whenever we passed by the corgi’s house, he’d go wild. When the corgi passed by our house, our Airedale would lose her mind. And so it continued, a battle of barks and glares, until the day our girl passed away.

This year, we adopted a rescue — a gentle giant with a heart full of love and a history of abuse. She’s anxious, scared of her own shadow, and doesn’t bark or jump at windows. That is… until she met the corgi.

One day, we walked past the corgi’s house. He barked at us like always — and something changed. Our sweet, timid rescue perked up. The ancient war reawakened. Somehow, some way, the vendetta had passed on. Now, every time we even approach the corgi’s house, she’s alert and ready. She’s never barked, but you can feel the energy shift. I swear I hear “Let’s get ready to rumble” in my head every time we round the corner.

We don’t encourage the feud. We cross the street to avoid it. But our girl is always ready, as if she’s been briefed on this rivalry since day one.

I actually talked to the corgi’s owner last week and we laughed about it. He admitted it’s probably his dog’s fault — apparently, the little guy is a menace to all dogs who dare walk past his window. Maybe our new girl picked up on our energy. Maybe she inherited the rivalry. Who knows? It’s probably a bit of both.

For now, the Seven—now Eight—Year War between the Airedale and the Corgi continues. Maybe one day, someone will write a history book about it, and their legacy will live on.

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Starting Fresh: A Rescue Dog’s New Beginning and Ours

Our house has been very quiet the last 6 months since we lost our previous dog. The house was quiet, no dog toys everywhere, and my daily step count plunged. We were on a walk last week, talking about the possibility of getting a new dog. Little did we know, fate would intervene quickly—the very next morning, we found a dog looking for a home, and after applying, we welcomed our new girl.

Our new girl came from a rescue, and no one knows how old she is. All we know is that she was neglected and was looking for a loving forever home. Our previous dogs were puppies when we got them, so adopting a rescue is a new experience for us.

There is a 3-3-3 rule when you adopt a dog: it takes 3 days for the dog to decompress, 3 weeks to learn the household routine, and 3 months to fully settle in. We are on day 6, and she is starting to settle in—getting used to our routine, to us, to the neighborhood, learning some basic commands, and even starting to respond to her name (which she never had before).

As she is getting acclimated to our house and to us, we are also learning about her. This takes patience. Patience to follow her lead as she gets more comfortable around us, and patience for us in training her. Patience isn’t just necessary—it’s great. But not everyone is naturally patient. I’ll admit, I’m the type who wants things done yesterday. In a world where we get instant gratification from likes on social media and next-day Amazon deliveries, waiting for certain things can feel unnatural. But she is teaching me to stop focusing on her behavior, to follow her lead, and to be patient as she gets used to us.

She is also teaching me to manage my expectations. With puppies, you grow and train together. But with a rescue, the dog comes with its own set of experiences—good or bad training, and perhaps habits that need to be unlearned or reinforced. It’s not about lowering my expectations, but rather adjusting them to what’s realistic for the dog we’re adopting.

Our girl got a new lease on life and is getting a brand new beginning, and just like her, we can also start a new path and reinvent ourselves.