I want to share a story as well. It's about Hasselhoff:
So a few months ago I met this girl who had one of the most beautiful dogs I've seen, the picture doesn't do him justice. He looks almost like a cross between a fox and a wolf. He'll soon be 4 years old, so he has some history too. Partially sad history though I'm afraid. He was traumatized when he was only little by a leashless larger dog that attacked him in a dog park, to this day he's very scared of other dogs. He has had to move a lot from one place to another, living a very chaotic life. Before I met him, he had to spend a lot of time with this girls ex-boyfriend who happened to be, well, if not schizophrenic then very psychotic atleast. I won't go into details, but basically he seemed to think of hasselhoff as something other than a dog, pretty much making hasselhoff quite a mess mentally.
Prior to this, I've been trying to save money to buy myself a husky puppy so I'm rather excited about dogs. When I first met him, this girl warned me that he's a really difficult and hard-headed dog and so on. I didn't understand what she was talking about at first and she was surprised how well the dog and I got along. So I started taking care of Hasselhoff when she was at work etc (basically we were pretty spending over 90% of our time/nights together anyway). It has been one of the most amazing experiences in my life so far, I have grown/healed so much as a person during this time that it's hard to even believe, and so has Hasselhoff.
He was very defiant at first, didn't trust anybody so he had very strong incentive to try and be the leader of the pack, carressing and commanding all the stupid humans around him that didn't know how to take care of a pack or were mistreating him. For some reason though, I quickly found out that for me dogs are easier to understand than humans. So we got along surprisingly well. It didn't take long for hoff to start trusting others again, and now after few months we're basically best friends and he has zero desire to be the leader of the pack, no more life of stress! The respect I get from him really brings tears to my eyes... It's gotten to the point where the girl who raised her (and she always treated him well) would command him to do something like sit and he would disobey multiple times, then eventually run to me for safety! It was silly, but I was so moved by the notion that he thought of me as something secure to hold on to... something that would protect him from anything. He now does this often, whenever something scares him he comes to me for safety and comfort. I have never ever experienced anything like this in my whole life before.
It just makes me so happy that I could help him and make him feel good and happy again... It's getting too emotional, can't write anymore
