I despise this male GD. For some unknown reason, it hates men. He will come up to me to be petted when I'm sitting down but when I stand up I can't get near him. We have a laundry room with a dog door that goes into a fenced yard. When my wife isn't home, he lays in front of the dog door. When he hears me moving that direction, he jets out the door. Last month my wife was gone for a week. I didn't see him for a couple days at a time. He never got farther inside than the dog door except at night. His food was gone in the morning so I know he'd been in.
The final step came last week when we were on a trip to visit my SIL in WA. I'd taken him for a walk on a leash. When I got back and was trying to take the leash off, he went snakey. I was trying to hold him down and he got hold of my thumb and chewed it up. I was 'displeased' at the miserable SOB. I might lose the thumbnail and it hurts like crazy when I have to use the thumb. He's very lucky he's still alive.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.