Update:
Ok, it's been 5 days since I got this walking fur farm. I can't call her a dog, because other than looking like one, eating and crapping like one, she possesses no other canine qualities...yet.
This dog has come SUCH a long way since Wednesday night. Yesterday she made some HUGE strides toward becoming a loyal household pet. Until yesterday, to get this dog to go ANYWHERE, I can only equate it to fighting a stubborn schizophrenic mule. I'd have to put her on the flexi-leash (rated for 150 lbs cuz she bound up the 80 lb one I had), and lead her where I wanted her to go, be it outside or just to the bedroom for the nite. She would usually head in the right direction then get scared and haul ass the other way to the end of the leash, then wander back, and do this several times before giving in. I NEVER forced this dog anywhere. I don't drag her. I'd lose if I tried. I have only given her tugs, talking to her softly, and she eventually goes.
Poor girl, took her for a short ride on Saturday, and she had a case of the hershey squirts. It was a struggle to get her into the truck, and when I finally did, the effort was just too much for her. Thankfully, the "end result" had some velocity to it and came to rest on the plastic sill and the cement floor, I still had to wipe her ass when I got to the final destination and that, she had no trouble with. I think I'm growing on her.
But the carpet in the truck was spared once more.
At the house, she's getting better with the front door and the stairs. I haven't figured this part out, but she totally freaks when going through the door and down stairs, though she has made HUGE strides in overcoming that fear as well. Now, she goes through the door, still "peeling wheels" but then stops at the top step till I say "OK".
On the way in though, she still "peels out" going through the door and hauls ass through the living room till she gets to her spot.
Last night, after the concert, myself, the gf and my bud from Philly were just chillin in the LR, and without any coaxing at all, Samantha got up from her spot and wandered over to be pet and even better than that, she visited each of us. It was SOO sweet. Prior to this, she wouldn't get up to go see ANYTHING without a HELLUVA lot of coaxing.
Last night, long after she had returned to her spot and was sound asleep, I got up and proceded to shut off the lights and go to bed. She lifted her head and looked at me and I said "Come on Sam, Lets go to bed". She got up, went back to my bedroom and laid down on her mat and left me behind. She did it all on her own.
I want this dog in my room at night because I just don't think she will wake me up otherwise when it's time for her to go out. Having her sleep in my room gets her used to me, AND on my schedule and she won't relieve herself in the room. Even if she starts pacing she'll wake me up. And since Thursday night, this has been the case.
This morning though, she woke me up at 5 to go outside by laying her head on my chest. She's not done that before. After the walk, I layed down on the couch for awhile, and at 6, Samantha woke me up again by gently laying her head on my chest. This time, she was hungry.
I am SO proud of this girl. Still not acting much like a dog. She has no idea what to do with rawhides or any other dog toys. She is VERY unsure about taking food from my hand or even eating while I'm watching her. It's wierd. It's obvious that she's still unsure about being pet. She is barely showing that she enjoys it, and is starting to move her head around and position her body so that you get the areas she wants you to scratch. It's so funny. She does it but is obvious that she's not sure if she is supposed to.
But she has come a LONG way in a very short time. I'm thinking she'll be just fine.
She has been introduced to a half dozen other dogs, 3 cats, a deer and a squirrel in that time. None of them phased her. She couldn't have cared less.
I think I may have found me a dog...at least, the shadow of one. I'll continue to work with her and see what develops. She has an appointment to get spayed this weekend, and I may postpone it another week or so till she gets more accustomed to being around me and getting in and out of the truck.