@Colin_T, can I discuss about your dogs, Chloe (kelpie) and Snuffy (Papillion) in here? Snuffy was much smaller than Chloe. Did the dogs have unique behaviours that other dogs don't have? I don't know why Chloe was declared as dangerous by the city council. I used to like dogs a lot.
Chloe was an extremely smart dog, much smarter than any dog I ever met and smarter than a lot of people I have met. We had a connection and she could read me like a book and I knew what she wanted just by looking at her and most of the times I didn't even have to look at her or even be in the room with her to know she wanted something. She didn't make a noise or whine or anything, I just got a feeling and would check and she needed something. There were times I thought she needed to go outside and I would go out of my room and she would be by the back door waiting to go out. She knew how to open the sliding door to let herself in but couldn't open it to get out because of the design of the door.
Both dogs worked out how to open automated sliding doors. I took the dogs to the library to return some books and got them to wait outside. I never had them on a lead because they didn't run off. I went into the library and was waiting by the counter to return the books when the papillon walked up to the doors to see me. The door opened so she came inside. The doors closed and the kelpie said I can't wait out here alone, so she walked up to the doors and sat down, the door opened and she came in too. From then on they both knew they could go into a building with automatic doors simply by walking up to the door and waiting for it to open. They did it at shopping centres, the library and various other buildings.
Chloe could hunt and was extremely patient. I watched her stalk ducks or pigeons and she would spend 20-30 minutes moving about 10 meters towards it. She would crouch down and keep her tail down and wait then crawl forward one or two steps before freezing. This continued until she was ready to pounce. Snuffy on the other hand didn't have any patience and would just charge in running after anything there. When that happened Chloe would look at Snuffy for a moment and then walk away (I could swear she was shaking her head too). Snuffy would be running around chasing the birds who eventually take flight.
Chloe used to stick her head underwater and pull things out of the river or ocean. She would walk around looking in the water and feeling about with her feet, like a racoon does. When she found something she would stick her whole head underwater, grab whatever it was and carry it back to the shore. She pulled out a heap of brown jellyfish from the river one day and spread them out on the shore. She didn't drop them in a pile, instead she laid them out one at a time with a bit of space between them.
I was collecting at the beach one time and was in 3 feet of water bending down scooping a net through some weed. She decided she wanted a better view so swam over to me and jumped on my back (nearly drowned me in the process). She had a good look around and then hopped off and swam away. The same beach on another occasion and she had been wandering around in the seagrass beds looking for stuff. I saw this black patch appear in the water and something shoot off with Chloe in hot pursuit. She had found a squid or octopus and was porpoising out to sea after it. The water was shallow (about 2 ft deep) and she is bouncing out to sea after this cephalopod.
She stole fish out of buckets when I was bagging them up to sell. I was catching out some rainbowfish for Veba's and had 9 fish in a bucket. I got the 10th fish and put it in before bagging them up. I got to the shop and gave them the fish. A few minutes later and Harry came out and said there were only 9 Melanotaenia lacustris. I thought that as weird and said I would bring a couple more in tomorrow to make up for it. The next day I caught a fish and put it in the bucket. Chloe did her usual and came over to see what was going on. She stuck her head in the bucket and had a sniff before walking away. I caught another fish and put it in the bucket and was going to bag them up but there was only one in the bucket. I went to catch another fish and Chloe came back into the room and looked in the bucket. I looked at her as she lifted her head out and she had the fish in her mouth. I said WTF are you doing? She walked off and ate the fish. I had to keep her out of the fish room when I was catching fish after that.
She stole a 1kg leg ham off the counter once and was walking down the hall with it in her mouth. I said what are you doing and she froze and looked at me. I said you can't have all that, it will kill you due to too much salt and nitrite. She looked at me and was deciding on whether or not she could run away. I said bring it back. She turned around and slowly walked back to me. I said give and she let me have the ham back. It got washed, dried and fed to them over the next week.
I used to have long hair and a beard. I had a shave one day and then went to the hair dresser for a really short hair cut (flat top or something like that). When I got home the dogs came running up to the front door as I entered the house. I said "It's ok dogs, it's just me". The dogs turned around and started walking back to their beds. Chloe took a couple of steps then turned around and looked at me again. I said "It's OK Chloe, it's just me, it really is". She looked at me for about 20 seconds before walking back to her bed. I have never seen a dog do a double take before. I left with long hair and came back with virtually no hair and freaked her out a bit. The voice sounded the same but the face and hair didn't look right.
Snuffy was tiny (2.5kg Chihuahua size) had long hair and she used to get prickles caught in it every spring. I'm sure she did it deliberately so I would pick her up and spend an hour taking the prickles off her at the park. She was an attention grabber. I decided to shave her one spring so she wouldn't get any or as many prickles. We got to the dog park and she knew all the dogs at the park. They all came running over to us because they saw Chloe and I and a small white & black dog. They all stopped about 10 feet from us and stared at Snuffy for about a minute before one of them crept in and had a sniff. Then they realised who it was and all said hi to her.
Snuffy had a great sense of smell and we would play hide and seek. I would hide and then call the dogs. Chloe would be looking for me with her eyes while Snuffy would stick her nose straight to the ground and find me in seconds. She could literally smell my latest scent trail in a house full of my scent, it was incredible. She could do it out in the bush too.
When we went to the dog park there was a guy there called Ron. He had a dog called Abbey. Ron used to carry dog treats with him and he was like the pied piper and would be walking around the park with a bunch of magpies (birds) and dogs following him waiting for treats. Snuffy would see him and run across the park to scab dog lollies off him. She would jump up and put her front paws on his leg (a bit below his knee) and try to scratch him to get his attention. He would give her a treat and head to the group where the rest of us were.
Snuffy was a cutie and everyone loved her. She got kidnapped a couple of times but we got her back. She had been kept in a cage or on concrete all her life (both dogs were adopted as young adults) and when we went for a walk to the park, she would only walk on the footpath and it took about 6 months before we could get her to walk on the grass. Snuffy only ever went swimming once and would normally run along the bank but not go in the water. One day I was walking along the sand bar in the creek because the tide was out. Snuffy was with me (while Chloe was chasing ducks) and I got to the end of the sand bar and started walking in the water. It was only about 1 or 2 inches deep but slowly got deeper. A few minutes later and this white thing that looked like a mop was swimming around me. It was Snuffy doing her dog paddle impression (all her hair was sticking out to the side) and swam around for a couple of minutes before we went back to shore. She was a natural at it but never went swimming again after that.
Chloe would swim all day if she could and I had a paddle board and would take the dogs onto the river with it. Chloe would sit up front and Snuffy in the middle. As soon as Chloe saw ducks or something in the water she would leap into the water and go swimming after whatever it was. Snuffy would then move to the front of the board and point in the direction Chloe was going. I would then spend the next 30-60 minutes paddling up the creek trying to catch the dog who was trying to catch the ducks.
Chloe was declared a dangerous dog because I served the CEO of the Canning Council (Dominic Carbone) with legal papers about a council tree damaging my car. I served him with legal papers on Friday afternoon at about 3:30pm and the following Monday Chloe was declared dangerous. It was Carbone's way of having a go at me for serving him with legal papers. We then spent the next 3 years fighting the case before the council revoked the declaration. They never answered any questions about their case or evidence and got away with making a false declaration. Chloe died a few months after that. They fabricated a case against her and had 4 different breeds of dog described as the same alleged offending dog and 2 of those breeds were from the same witness who claimed it was my dog that had attacked his dog once. Basically the council declared Chloe as dangerous, claiming she was the most dangerous dog in the City of Canning, because I served the CEO with legal papers about a council tree that fell on my car when my car was parked in my driveway.
Most of the council rangers knew Chloe, Snuffy and I personally and had been to my place on numerous occasions because we had been attacked by other dogs (over 50 times in 10 years). I was also in neighbourhood watch and knew what was going on in my street. If the rangers ever needed any info or were looking for someone, they knew where I was and I often had a lead for them. None of the rangers that knew my dogs thought she was dangerous and they would joke when they came around and say "How's the city's most dangerous dog going" and rub her belly at the same time. Then they would laugh about it and say it was bs.
The head ranger (David Herrington) was a person who would bend the rules and lie in court. He is the one who wrote up the dangerous dog declaration and he gave me a hard time over it. He came to my place 2 weeks after the declaration was served to me to verify I had put up warning signs and had the proper locks on the gates. It had all been checked a few days before by one of his rangers and they said it was fine. Nonetheless David Herrington came around with the council's lawyer to check. They parked in front of the fire hydrant that was out front of my place. David and the lawyer came to the front door and said they wanted to check the place. I said it was done 2 days ago by one of his staff. He said "which one?" I said "f knows, they are you staff, you go find out". We had an argument and he started getting all pushy and I said if you don't get off my property now I'm calling the Police. This didn't deter him so after a few more minutes I said get off my property or I will let Chloe out. These 2 guys had never met Chloe and they were freaked because they considered her the most dangerous dog in the City of Canning. They actually referred to her as that on paper in correspondence about the declaration. They got back in the council ranger vehicle and I had my camera with me. I photographed the vehicle in front of the fire hydrant and Mr Herrington was even good enough to hang out the window waving at me while I took the pictures. The council didn't care that he was illegally parked nor did anyone else.