A little over two years ago, my significant other and I decided to expand our family and get a puppy. We already had an older mixed-breed dog who does agility, and since I really enjoy dog sports, we were excited to raise another dog and hopefully do the same with him.
We brought home an 8-week-old Jack Russell/Rat Terrier puppy. Unfortunately, things went wrong almost immediately.
When we first introduced him to our older dog, the puppy became extremely aggressive. We did our research and took precautions with introductions. We didn’t bring them straight into the house together; instead, my SO and I each took a dog, and we walked around the block together to let them meet on neutral ground.
We thought maybe the puppy was just scared or nervous because he was so young. However, even during the walk home, he repeatedly tried to attack our older dog.
We kept trying. We worked through the usual puppy stages, had him neutered, and continued keeping the dogs separated for safety. Eventually, we started wondering whether some of his aggression might have been caused by frustration, isolation, or not getting enough exercise and stimulation.
We tried puppy training, but he was kicked out of class because of his aggression. We tried doggy daycare, and he was kicked out of that, too.
At that point, we hired a boarding trainer who cost us around $2,000 because we desperately wanted professional help. After only three days, the trainer refunded our money, sent the puppy home, and recommended a veterinary evaluation because something seemed seriously wrong.
We subsequently spent around $6,000 on veterinary testing (thankfully, we had pet insurance), and he was found to be physically healthy.
We were back to square one.
We continued managing the household by keeping the animals separated and rotating who had access to which spaces. We tried giving him time in the backyard so he could burn off energy, but he would often sit by the door, growling and becoming aggressive toward our other pets simply walking past.
When he was around seven months old, he managed to chew his way out of a metal crate while we were at the store. He had been crated for approximately three hours. Thankfully, we were walking through the door when he finally squeezed himself out.
That’s when he attacked our cat.
After that incident, the aggression seemed to escalate beyond other animals and began including people, too. Even taking him to the vet became a stressful and potentially dangerous situation because he would try to attack us and others.
We wanted so badly to give him more enrichment and a fulfilling life, but we were struggling to find safe ways to do that. We couldn’t simply take him on normal outings, allow him to interact with other dogs, or let him freely enjoy the house. Walks of around 1–1.5 miles, rain or shine, backyard time, training attempts, and rotating access to the house were what we could safely manage.
We tried calming medications, anxiety medications, training, daycare, professional boarding training, veterinary testing, and everything else we could reasonably pursue. We were constantly trying to figure out what we were missing and how we could help him.
Eventually, my SO and I had a very difficult conversation.
Our other pets were living behind closed doors and being rotated through the house because one dog couldn’t safely coexist with them. They had done nothing wrong, and they deserved to enjoy their own home, too. We also had to consider the safety of ourselves and anyone who visited us.
We decided to work with a local shelter to find him a suitable new home.
To be clear, we did not dump him at a shelter, abandon him, or pass him off to someone without explaining his behavioral history. We continued caring for him while the shelter searched for an appropriate placement and resources. We wanted to find someone who understood his situation and could make an informed decision.
Eventually, a shelter worker offered to take him. She lived with her significant other, had no pets or children, and did not plan on having any. She knew about his behavioral challenges, met him, and was willing to give him a chance in a home without other animals.
We even visited his new home before saying goodbye.
It was heartbreaking. We loved him, and rehoming him was not something we did because he was inconvenient or because he wasn’t the dog we expected. We did it because the situation had become unsafe and unsustainable for everyone involved, including him.
Fast-forward to about a month ago.
We decided to try adding another puppy to our family. Our older dog seemed bored at home, and we wanted him to have a companion. This time, we adopted a female puppy, although we knew that choosing a different sex was no guarantee that things would work out.
And honestly? It’s been wonderful.
From day one, the two dogs have adored each other. They cuddle, play, and follow each other around. Our puppy copies everything our older dog does, and it’s genuinely sweet to watch.
She’s enrolled in puppy classes, where she’s learning quickly and getting along well with her classmates. She also goes to daycare when we want to give her additional stimulation, and we have a nanny who comes to our home to care for the dogs on longer days and absolutely adores her.
We’re finally getting to experience the things we had hoped to experience when we first decided to raise another dog.
Unfortunately, when we announced our new addition, we found out through the grapevine that some friends and family members have been gossiping about how quickly we moved on and how soon we got another puppy.
For context, more than six months passed between rehoming our first puppy and getting our new one. We didn’t immediately replace him. We took time to process what happened, and we ultimately made a decision based on our household’s needs and our desire to give our older dog a companion.
I also want to emphasize that our first puppy was never neglected in any way, shape, or form. He was fed, cared for, exercised, and given opportunities for enrichment. He was not permanently locked in a room or crate. We rotated the animals’ access to the house to keep everyone safe, and he got regular walks of 1–1.5 miles regardless of the weather, along with backyard time and the other activities we could safely provide.
Was the situation ideal? Absolutely not. We hated having to separate everyone, and we hated that we couldn’t safely give him the kind of life we wanted for him. But we were actively trying to address the problem rather than ignoring it.
We were even told that he might have come from a poor breeding situation or potentially been inbred, although we have no way of knowing whether that was actually the case.
I understand that rehoming a dog is a sensitive subject, and I know there are people who believe you should never give up on a dog. I also understand why someone might feel concerned when a family gets another puppy after having to rehome one.
But I genuinely want to ask:
Were we wrong for rehoming our first puppy and eventually getting another dog?
Should we have waited longer before getting another puppy? Are we wrong for wanting our older dog to have a companion and wanting to experience a healthy, safe relationship between our dogs?
I still think about our first puppy, and I truly hope he’s doing well in his new home. I wish things had worked out differently, but we couldn’t keep living the way we were, and we couldn’t put our other animals or the people in our home at risk indefinitely.
I’m open to hearing honest opinions, including criticism if you think we handled something incorrectly. I just want to know whether we’re genuinely in the wrong here or whether people are judging us without understanding everything that happened.
TL;DR: We adopted a puppy who displayed severe aggression toward our other pets from eight weeks old. We tried training, daycare, a $2,000 boarding trainer, veterinary testing, medication, exercise, and enrichment, but his aggression escalated to attacking our cat and people. We responsibly worked with a shelter to find him a suitable pet-free home. More than six months later, we got another puppy, and she and our older dog are best friends. Now some friends and family are gossiping about how quickly we got another dog. Were we wrong?