Pls stop spreading misinformation on wolfdogs. Your wolfdog could have never been as docile or easy to keep as you claim, if it was a real wolf dog. Please stop making people think wild animals can be pets, it hurts real wolves and leads to the abuse and creation of real wolfdogs, that always end up in shelters for their extreme aggression, especially for children. packwestwolfdogrescue post 136651561365 explains how hard it actually is to keep a real wolfdog. Your Mazel story is a harmful lie
To be totally clear, I am of the opinion that people SHOULD NOT keep wolfdogs as pets, should NOT breed wolfdogs, or anything simmilar. That post was a love letter to a good friend I had growing up, but should also be read as “HOLY SHIT THAT COULD HAVE GONE BADLY.” My family got extremely lucky with Mazel, but if I found a wolfdog at a shelter now? I’d do my best to make sure it got taken to a rescue.
Absolutely nothing in my post was a fabrication, and I have presented the facts about Mazel to the best of my knowledge. However, some more context might be helpful in understanding WHY things did not go badly:
- I call Mazel High-content in the original post because that’s what the vet told us. Further reading from sources more diplomatic than yourself indicate she was more likely mid-to-low content.
- Literally nobody in my house yelled. Ever. It was a rule. If you had a disagreement, you took a time out and waited until you’d calmed down enough to talk about it in a civilized manner. There was also no alcohol or other intoxicants in the house. It was a very sober, calm and quiet place.
- Mazel was probably five when my parents got her, and seven when I was born. Very much a settled adult who had been living with humans her whole life by then, not a younger animal that wasn’t used to people.
- Mazel was never allowed to play with us as babies/toddlers without at least one adult in the room with us, usually on the blanket right next to her. More than a few times, mom and dad had to separate us because she wanted to play harder than we could handle, but they were there to make sure nobody got hurt.
- When I say she went to pick me up from school- I lived immediately across the street from school, so I would come out of my classroom and call her to come… from where my mom was standing 50 feet away in the driveway. She was also about 12 when we started doing this.
- Mom and Dad put a HELL of a lot of time and effort into bonding with her, making the house a safe place and making her a part of the family. She wasn’t like most dogs that are eager to please and easy-going, but they really rose to the occasion of training her, and continued to stay on top of monitoring her behavior throughout her entire life.
Furthermore- Have a little faith in the average reader? I can read posts about jumping buses on motorcycles or eating cow brains or whatever and go “Wow! So Cool! I’m never doing that!”. The tags on the post are full of people who go “Neat! But not a great idea”. I can love the dangerous and dumb parts of my childhood without endorsing them, and I think most readers are smart enough to understand that distinction.
I get that you’re upset- this is a sensitive and emotional issue for a lot of people, but inflammatory language and accusations are not going to do any good. If you want to talk about the issue, come off anon so we can have an actual discussion, and mind your manners.