The process of getting Whisky back to what passes for normal in the dog world has continued so much so that I let her off the lead for good on Tuesday! To say I was apprehensive is a typical British understatement, I was worried sick but I needn’t have bothered. She stayed around the house, followed me down the garden and then came back with me too, played with the other dogs and when I’ve have visitors she jumps up them for a fuss as if she had never done anything else. She now eats her food alongside the others, I don’t allow them to have a bowl sitting there all day, it gets eaten at the time or is put away and presented again at the next mealtime.
Very pleased to say she is now acting mostly like a “normal” dog. Here she is eating with all the others.
She also will lie down and relax and even go to sleep in the morning while I’m drinking my second coffee on the terrace as I showed in the photo on the last blog instalment.
She still panics occasionally but not so badly that you would worry about her too much.
Well rather than terminate this blog here now that I’ve gone to all the trouble of setting it up and now that she has “rehabilitated herself”* I think I’ll make it a blog about all my dogs and cats and try to post amusing, interesting or just plain ordinary stories that I like and can invent without taxing what passes for my brain too much. It might be amusing, there might be a bit of sadness, it could even be complete fiction if I have a “writing” moment but it will be about the dogs, what they do, what I think they might do, what they haven’t done yet and what I wish they would do, not necessarily in that order.
Those of you who have “followed” this blog I thank very much and I won’t think badly of you if you wish to end your following at this point. If you would like to read my blatherings about general life in a dog sanctuary from it’s head inmate then by all means carry on, your comments will always be welcome. I must say this has been a great deal shorter that I expected it to be but all credit to Whisky, she has adapted far more quickly than I could ever have imagined…now if I can just find a way to stop Wolfie barking so much….
*Alice’s Restaurant – Arlow Guthrie.