3.5 Stars
This book was recommended to me by one of the aides in my Veterinarian’s office, she’d just finished reading it and suggested it as a memoir of an animal behaviorist whose own dog had developed some behavioral issues, and how moving this was. How their journey as animal behaviorist / dog owner and beloved / troubled dog, working together had brought them even closer together.
Having owned many dogs throughout my life, most have been very well behaved, some have been purebred, some have not, some have been rescued, and some have not. I wasn’t looking for behavior modification tips, but she made this sound interesting, so I got on the wait list at my library and waited.
This is well written, but it’s really less about dogs, raising them, loving them or any variation on that theme as it is about a basic understanding that problems, emotionally based troubling behaviors don’t just appear out of nowhere, absent of internal or external problems. This is true of people as well as dogs.
”That was when it hit me. Willie like I knew myself. I knew what it was like to fight the demons inside and still want so badly to be good. To be so fearful that the slightest noise blows you off the ground as if a bomb has gone off under your feet. I know what it was like to be happy and friendly on the outside and yet spend much of your life in fear.”
While this book is a memoir, it is less about her dog Will, than it is about the events that affected much of her adult life. Molestation as a child, repeatedly. Rape as an adult. Both of these are relayed somewhat in detail. It bears mentioning since this might be a trigger for some readers.
”As I worried, it occurred to me that Willie was acting like a dog with PTSD. Given my own symptoms, you’d think I would have figured it out sooner.”
As the years pass, she sees how the lessons she’s learned over the years in dealing with her own traumas have helped her perception and treatment of her dog’s problems, and perhaps, in turn, how owning a dog with problems has helped her to see her own issues, how they may have affected her relationship with her dogs, how her working on her issues helped her understand how to work with her dog, how to see her dog’s thoughts and feelings through his behavior.
”’Take one dog and call me in the morning’ is not a prescription you will ever hear from your doctor, but it would be a reasonable one. Healthy, happy dogs can be good for us. The research is clear: The mere presence of a dog can elevate your levels of oxytocin, the hormone that makes you feel all warm and melty toward someone you love. Oxytocin can also decrease feelings of fear and anxiety. Shock and trauma are not just theoretical concepts; they affect your entire body, and they not only compromise brain function, they actually change the size of the areas of your brain that mediate emotion. Stroking a dog, or even just looking at one, can increase your levels of oxytocin and can be as therapeutic as taking a drug.”
The writing remained a bit detached for a memoir, but given the trauma involved I can understand that it would be difficult to write out, but it is worth noting. I didn’t love this, but I can’t say it is without merit for someone else.