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Rambo was with a supposedly no-kill rescue here in Scottsdale, AZ before he came to me. I found out they were going to euthanize him for behavior. I wasn’t supposed to know this info. The rescue was trying to keep it a secret, so their followers didn't find out.
I called the director immediately to find out if this was true- she said they tried to rehome him four times and nothing worked. They tried to train him. But training only works when the owner implements the structure, so that was a waste. The director cried and said, “You don’t understand this isn’t an easy decision.”
I had zero empathy for this woman. I offered all kinds of free help, she never took me up on any. I couldn’t listen to her excuses any longer, I interrupted the conversation and said, “just tell me what vet you are taking him and I’ll meet you in the parking lot.”
Rambo is the light of my life. He has bitten me three times, attacked my shoe and lunged at my mom. He is also ten pounds of scared fluff that everyone gave up on. I would love to adopt Rambo out, but he will only be available to someone that understands training and structure is forever.
Six months into his stay with me, we found out he had a collapsed trachea. Thankfully I have a fantastic vet that found a way to help him breathe without the terrible side effects. He’s on a monthly low-dose steroid that is $40/month.