For Victor that is about as stressful as he can get. He shivers, he drools, his eyes are wide and his pupils full blown. He is breathing so fast you would think he would pass out. It is just amazing to use the calming exercises we have worked so hard on complete with cue words and pressure points to see the rapid breathing slow, the deep breath, the visible relief, the shivering stop. He is still on alert, but the edge is visibly gone. When we moved to the vet's exam room it started up again, but it disappeared just as quickly as soon as I start. It isn't a quick fix by any means, it takes daily practice in the beginning and weekly after that, but if you have a dog that is extremely fearful of something you just have to do, i couldn't give higher praise to what I learned. Ttouch, and the acupressure.
Background for those that are new, I am just guessing at, i don't know for sure. I believe he was kept in a vet's office basement as his "kill" shelter. He was picked up on his last day, that I know for sure, and I know that small town did not have a pound or shelter. It had a police dept, and one vet office. I also believe he was cared for by a heavy set man wearing bib overalls judging by his flat out panic attack when such a dressed man came into the guild one day. Victor is the Walmart door greeter and good will ambassador of the guild. When this man walked into the building, instead of happily approaching him, Victor backed up, and had a total melt down. Same exact reaction he has at the vet's office. The man was a very kind man with dogs of his own, and quite upset that Victor felt that way about him. I explained what i thought and he said he understood. I took Victor up to meet him and he did fine, but you could see he was still very unnerved so I took him to the office until the man left.
Background for those that are new, I am just guessing at, i don't know for sure. I believe he was kept in a vet's office basement as his "kill" shelter. He was picked up on his last day, that I know for sure, and I know that small town did not have a pound or shelter. It had a police dept, and one vet office. I also believe he was cared for by a heavy set man wearing bib overalls judging by his flat out panic attack when such a dressed man came into the guild one day. Victor is the Walmart door greeter and good will ambassador of the guild. When this man walked into the building, instead of happily approaching him, Victor backed up, and had a total melt down. Same exact reaction he has at the vet's office. The man was a very kind man with dogs of his own, and quite upset that Victor felt that way about him. I explained what i thought and he said he understood. I took Victor up to meet him and he did fine, but you could see he was still very unnerved so I took him to the office until the man left.