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First of all, I will preface my saying the following; this is noy my dog, I have no legal ownership of or obligation to do anything with this creature. So going forward, we'll start in the beginning. My mom, M for short owns a heeler. We got him from an animal shelter, he is a mix breed heeler. We get this dog, S for story's sake. Strait out of the gate S is a miracle animal, he's great with me and my little sister. S has no trouble becoming part of the family, S is the epiphany of a miracle dog. A few years later, M decides that she wants another heeler. So she looks on marketplace and finds an ad for a 3 month old, non papered but pretty confident to be a pure blooded blue heeler, we'll call him J. M travels to go meet J, J is being put up for adoption because he is aggressive to the newborn of the couple who owned him. J, was also not in the greatest condition, J was reactive and aggressive towards us when we first met him until he warmed up. J, was also allowed to roam their massive yard free for most of his upbringing and rarely went inside, thus, he had tics. Somehow, my mom jumps through each of these red flags and we adopt him, at my belligerence. J comes home and is going through struggles trying to find his place in our family pack. M, gets lots of good advice on how to train this new dog from our uncle T, who has trained 3 herding dogs in his life, to be perfect animals. My mother ignores these training tips/gives up on them after a week of having them in place. J, is now a fully grown, aggressive, reactive heeler, that doesn't know where he stands in the pack. J, bites me and my little sister, and we're afraid of him. So when my mom isn't home, he lives in his kennel any hour we can have him in there out of fear. We talk to our M about how she needs to get this situation under control or get rid of the dog. M obliges and agrees to take J away for a little while and bring him to a master heeler specialist trainer in Montana. M comes back with J a week later, and J starts to make steady improvement. Until like a month Into this training M gives up and falls back into her old ways, naturally so does the dog. Nearly a year old now, J is just, if not a bigger problem Dog then he was at the start. J is still reactive, still makes me and my sister fear, is still aggressive, and is beginning to not even respect it when we try and tell him no. It's worth mentioning now, just to add another thing to the pile, we lived at that time in a tiny apartment, without a square meter of grass within half a mile. These apartments were truly awful, doors that didn't seal, sewage backup, questionable neighbors, mold, rats, ect. Real low-income stuff. Let's jump about 9 months into the future, J is nearing on 2, and has made incredibly unremarkable progress. M's training efforts in this time can be accounted to trying to get him to not pee in the house and that's it. Me and my sister are afraid to have company over because he will bark at and attempt the lives of anyone who comes in the house. We have an opportunity however, now we're in the present, J is 2 years old. The opportunity is to finally moved out of the low-income, drug infested apartments we live in, in favor of better ones. The thing about these new apartments however, is that aggressive dogs, and barking dogs are taken incredibly seriously by the landlords. Multiple tenants had been evicted in the past due to this problem. So me and my little sister take a stand against M, and tell her to re-home J before we move in. 4 and a half years living in these awful apartments barely suitable for humans, no less a dog. And just like that, this dog can take this chance away from us just like that. So she tries, but logically, no one will take the abomination that she has created. Shelters won't take him, no one wants him, and we don't want him. But since we can't just abandon him, he has to make the move with us. M promises us that she will keep looking for somewhere to put him but the search appears dead at this point. We have been moved into this amazing new place. After 4.5 years I can't tell you how great it is to not have to lock your windows at knight, and to safely drink tap water. Not even 2 days after we've moved in J charged some poor stranger while my mom was taking him out to potty. We could have lost this chance right there and then, and this can happen anytime. I'm at my wits ends. What options are left? I can't work with him for fear of getting harmed myself. My mom won't work with him. No one will adopt him, shelters won't take him. M has gone so far to hold on to her precious dog that she is putting him on a relaxant drug that is supposed to help his mood. Judging by this morning, with that passerby, it's not helping. I'm at my wits end, I don't know how to help her. Anything, I'm open to litterally anything, I just need this nightmare to be finished. I'm in the USA Midwest area, if there's any recommendations, recourses, litterally anything you can offer me, please. It would be so appreciated. Thank you for reading, stranger.
