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Not to play the one-up, but I now have four JRTs, for a total of 8 over the past 20 years. WE had, I suppose, something of a similar set of problems.
Background. WE have one who turns 15 in two days and another who's been with us for 10 years. No social issues there. In Feb 2004 we got Buffy after the 15-year-old's litter mate died. She blended beautifully -- one big, happy family.
Then, in February of this year we adopted Maggie, who was 10 months old at the time. She had baggage. At 2 weeks old her mother was killed by an ATV (vile vehicles), so the breeder bottle fed her. She was the runt of the litter and could not be placed. She spent days in a kennel with her sire and so had major socialization issues. The day we picked her up for a trial visit was hell on wheels. She spent several hours trying to kill Buffy and nipping nastily at the older ones. She didn't seem to know how to play - no sniffing, no playful behavior, definitely no submissive behavior. We though about taking her home right then and there, but there was an ice storm, and she was (and is) a cutie, so we thought we give it a try.
Basically, for the better part of 8 hours we "distracted and redirected" the other three, going through tons of dog treats. And we even began to get Maggie used to the idea of a treat for good behavior; I'm sure things were not helped by the fact that she didn't seem to know her name at the time (we've since renamed her Maggie, and she definitely answers, when she feels like it). In any case, by the end of the evening, the two combatants were lying side by side as if they were the best of friends and what was all the fuss about.
You know Jack Russells - they enjoy playing, and they sometimes play rough. These two are no different. It seems at times that they are going to kill each other, but most of the times it's rough play. That said, there are times when they do go at each other. We can almost always anticipate the situation - usually involving a bone, some sort of preferential treatment, and almost always indoors (almost never do they do this outside). They go at each other pretty damn seriously. Once they are separated and yelled at, they seem to know that they've crossed the line and they go about their normal interplay. Go figure. They're dogs.
All in all, these two are very protective of each other (when they choose to be) and of their territory - which can be the house, a particular room, their dog beds, etc. And if a newcomer comes in, you have to be careful. But, again, we now know that and can anticipate problems.
Back to the time before Maggie -- we called in our local dog whisperer because Buffy was a little nuts with a move to a new house. She helped us understand what was going on, which helped quite a bit, but she also told us about the Gentle Leader muzzle-type lead and the lactating bitch pheromone dispenser. Both worked wonders in calming Buffy, and the pheromones seemed to calm the older ones as well. You can get both at the pet store (and yes, I know, some pet stores are evil, but they do have pet stuff). I can't remember the name of that pheromone stuff, but the pet store people will know.
Hope this helps.
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