Saturday, December 3, 2011

Stevie Day 2

Friday night Phyllis slept in the Den on a futon so she would be low enough to pat me if I tried to find her.  It was nice to know she was close and I fell asleep in a dog bed near the futon.  When I got up this morning more good food,  pacing, Phyllis is still on her hands and knees, but I am finding that I like when she calls me to pat me and I have started following her around  .I think she thought I wasn't scared anymore so she tried to pick me up.  I made sure she knew I didn't like that.  I wiggled till she put me down.  I don't remember the last time anyone held me and I am not sure whether I like it or not.  Pat me, ok, but don't pick me up.  It gets worse.  In the afternoon she sawme sleeping in a dog bed so she thought I must be so much more comfortable, and I am, but..................that doesn't mean put a leash on my collar.  I felt that thing dragging  me and took a mini fit.  I cried and rubbed against the wall and generally freaked out until she took it off.  As today wore on I have been feeeling better and when Phyllis decided to pick me up this afternoon she used a soft blanket and I liked it and didn't try to geet away.  Tonight, just now, while she is typing for me, I went up to her and put my paws up and let her pick me up and I sat in her lap.  I like it!  She feels nervous to me.  I have been known to bite if I am scared but I am really trying not to let that happen.  Things seem to be getting better a little at a time.  I wonder what Sunday will bring.  More hands and knees, more holding, less pacing maybe.  Bella goes home on Monday so I am hoping Phyllis will spend more time trying to make me feel at home here because I really think I like this place.  If I just could stop being scared.  I know I need to be groomed, I need a check up I need to be neutered, whatever these things mean, but I heard Phyllis say she won't let anyone do anything until I feel less afraid.  If she could get me out on a leash and I learn to go to the bathroom out there I think all her dreams would come true and her legs wouldn't hurt so much.  From the looks of her wrinkles, I don't think she is very young and so cleaning the floor must hurt her legs and back.  I'll let you know what tomorrow brings.............tomorrow

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