When i first saw a wolfhound i had visions of the show "Game of Thrones". Those monster dogs inspired fear in the toughest of men. Burning red eyes, steam coming from their mouths, savage teeth designed for rending flesh. This was a dog that could stand up to anything and force it to back down. The dog that makes you feel secure at night knowing it is downstairs guarding the house while you sleep.
Well that couldn’t be farther from the truth. In the event of a break-in I suspect Luna would meet a stranger at the door and demand a belly rub before she let them proceed. These somewhat large fierce looking dogs are actually big babies in disguise. The greatest danger posed by our Luna is being stepped on and if you are short of stature there is a possibility of being crushed when she affectionately leans on you.
To compound this extreme friendliness, for the last two weeks Luna has decided to add spontaneous whining to her daily ritual. Any time Luna was not the centre of attention she would quietly start baying, incrementally increasing the volume until a human came and gave her a belly rub or any attention at all. We became concerned to the point that we called our breeder to make sure that this behaviour was not a sign of some odd wolfhound illness. To our relief we were informed it was likely due to heightened hormone levels from her last heat. Whooo, what a relief.
A odd side effect of the whining has been the Luna hunger strike. Luna has decided that eating is optional. We have now tried her on every thing a dog my like (Beef, liver, chicken even her original kibble). Each meal is a struggle to get her to consume enough to keep her healthy. She did seem to like a turkey neck but the second time we gave her one she looked at it like poison.
Luckily this weekend we went back to normal, eating, no more whining our regular old Luna is back.
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