“The worst of times was his initial reaction to my dog, Winston.
It made me really sad to witness Koda snapping at him, and refusing to allow Winston to be part of the pack.
Looking back, I realize it wasn’t his fault.
I walked Winston right into Koda’s home, his territory.
After the first meeting, we spent more time together in neutral places, like walking on the beach, or we would go to Sanford Farm, a large preserve, where people bring their dogs.
After a few months we noticed that Koda started playing with Winston.
He stopped being on guard and included Winston in our pack.”