Hi all. I know I just wrote a big blog the other day but I have something important to tell you:
Today when I was walking with Phyllis I stood my tail straight up. I had no idea how good it would feel. I usually keep my tail tucked so tight that I defy anyone to try to take my temperature. But today I just picked my tail up and enjoyed the breeze on my butt!
See ya!
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Catching up with Shayne
Hi all! I haven't been on my blog since December 1, but that's because I don't want to bore anybody while I am learning to be a happy dog. And my progress to happiness has been very slow but Phyllis says baby steps are ok. I have made quite a few baby steps since I wrote last and I think Phyllis is getting happier too. It's really nice here as long as the dogs in the house stay away from me as I am really still scared of most things. I am going to list my great baby steps so everyone can be happy for me.
First of all, the food here is really good and I get fed whenever my dish of kibble is empty. I was so emaciated when I got here and was afraid to eat. Now I have my own dish and eat almost a cup of kibble a day. That's a lot of food for a little dog like me but Phyllis says I was too skinny so she lets me eat my fill. I was only 3.2 pounds when I got here and now I bet I am at least 4 pounds. Phyllis says I should weigh 5 pounds Phyllis says I am going to need to have blood work just for drill and have the sleepies taken out of my eyes because I won't let Phyllis touch them. They don't bother me so I don't understand what the big deal is over a little crust in my eyes.
Second, and very important, is that when Phyllis takes me out now I don't bite her. I let her carry me out, but once outside I sttart to wiggle and squirm so she will put me down. I just don't get the warm and fuzzy stuff she wants togive me. Yet
And one of my greatest accomplishments is..............I don't poop in my bed anymore and have not even pooped in the house except one time, and then it was on a wee wee pad. Now I know you are all thrilled to read this news, but I have to give most of the credit to Phyllis because she takes me out so much it makes me tired. I don't always need to go when she takes me out but I think she has an ulterior motive behind all the walking I do. It must be working because now I stay dry all night and sleep in my bed on the floor next to Phyllis's bed. I think she will try to put me on the bed too, but she had better wait awhile because anything new freaks me out.
I now like to follow Phyllis around everywhere she goes. I lovewhen she bends down to pat me as long as she doesn't pick me up. Ugh. Just not into it. Mushy stuff is not for me yet. While I have been following her around all this week she continues to bend over (not easy for an old lady like her) and pat me. I love it. When she sits down I will come out of bed and when she calls me I slowly walk over to her and let her pat me. Two days ago I actually nudged her hand so she would pat me again and again. After awhile I try to play bite her while she is patting me but then she just stops and won't pat me at all. I hope I get her message soon, but right now it just confuses me when she says NO like that. Then I sometimes run to my bed. I am not sure what it's all about but I'm sure with time I may figure out what she wants me to do and not do.
My biggest breakthrough was this morning. Phyllis was drinking her coffee on the patio and I actually stepped over the rail on the floor where the sliding door is and walked up to her so she would pat me. When she stopped I put my front paws on her glider so she would pat me again. When I got down with my paws she leaned over and picked me up! I didn't try to bite her at all. Phyllis almost fell off the glider she was so surprised! Once I was up there I did get scared after a minute and started spinning so Phyllis knew she should put me down again and of course because it scared me I nipped her but not my usual scared biting.
So I just wanted to let you know what was going on and that there is still a chance for me to be a regular happy dog even if it takes a year. I know Phyllis will never give up on me and will keep me here for as long as it takes.
I also want you to know that I am not an aggressive dog at all. I just get really scared sometimes and I can't tolerate being held when that happens. I was outside on leash the other day and a lady and her dog walked by. I froze in fright. I know that Phyllis wanted to pick me up to comfort me but she knew I would have tried to take her fingers off just because I was too scared.
Phyllis says that an abnormal reaction to an abnormal situation is normal and she understands me better than she ever did before.
She says this is a very good experience for her as well as for me.
Don't worry or feel bad for me because whatever my life was like before, and I can't even describe how bad it was, that I will never have a bad day again as long as Phyllis can help it.
First of all, the food here is really good and I get fed whenever my dish of kibble is empty. I was so emaciated when I got here and was afraid to eat. Now I have my own dish and eat almost a cup of kibble a day. That's a lot of food for a little dog like me but Phyllis says I was too skinny so she lets me eat my fill. I was only 3.2 pounds when I got here and now I bet I am at least 4 pounds. Phyllis says I should weigh 5 pounds Phyllis says I am going to need to have blood work just for drill and have the sleepies taken out of my eyes because I won't let Phyllis touch them. They don't bother me so I don't understand what the big deal is over a little crust in my eyes.
Second, and very important, is that when Phyllis takes me out now I don't bite her. I let her carry me out, but once outside I sttart to wiggle and squirm so she will put me down. I just don't get the warm and fuzzy stuff she wants togive me. Yet
And one of my greatest accomplishments is..............I don't poop in my bed anymore and have not even pooped in the house except one time, and then it was on a wee wee pad. Now I know you are all thrilled to read this news, but I have to give most of the credit to Phyllis because she takes me out so much it makes me tired. I don't always need to go when she takes me out but I think she has an ulterior motive behind all the walking I do. It must be working because now I stay dry all night and sleep in my bed on the floor next to Phyllis's bed. I think she will try to put me on the bed too, but she had better wait awhile because anything new freaks me out.
I now like to follow Phyllis around everywhere she goes. I lovewhen she bends down to pat me as long as she doesn't pick me up. Ugh. Just not into it. Mushy stuff is not for me yet. While I have been following her around all this week she continues to bend over (not easy for an old lady like her) and pat me. I love it. When she sits down I will come out of bed and when she calls me I slowly walk over to her and let her pat me. Two days ago I actually nudged her hand so she would pat me again and again. After awhile I try to play bite her while she is patting me but then she just stops and won't pat me at all. I hope I get her message soon, but right now it just confuses me when she says NO like that. Then I sometimes run to my bed. I am not sure what it's all about but I'm sure with time I may figure out what she wants me to do and not do.
My biggest breakthrough was this morning. Phyllis was drinking her coffee on the patio and I actually stepped over the rail on the floor where the sliding door is and walked up to her so she would pat me. When she stopped I put my front paws on her glider so she would pat me again. When I got down with my paws she leaned over and picked me up! I didn't try to bite her at all. Phyllis almost fell off the glider she was so surprised! Once I was up there I did get scared after a minute and started spinning so Phyllis knew she should put me down again and of course because it scared me I nipped her but not my usual scared biting.
So I just wanted to let you know what was going on and that there is still a chance for me to be a regular happy dog even if it takes a year. I know Phyllis will never give up on me and will keep me here for as long as it takes.
I also want you to know that I am not an aggressive dog at all. I just get really scared sometimes and I can't tolerate being held when that happens. I was outside on leash the other day and a lady and her dog walked by. I froze in fright. I know that Phyllis wanted to pick me up to comfort me but she knew I would have tried to take her fingers off just because I was too scared.
Phyllis says that an abnormal reaction to an abnormal situation is normal and she understands me better than she ever did before.
She says this is a very good experience for her as well as for me.
Don't worry or feel bad for me because whatever my life was like before, and I can't even describe how bad it was, that I will never have a bad day again as long as Phyllis can help it.
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Hello from Shayne
It's me, Shayne. Boy oh boy it has been a tough week for me. BUT I have made lots of headway with Phyllis. I now come out of my bed and walk into the other room where Phyllis is. I let her touch me now. I really really want to walk right up to her and be cuddled but I don't know how yet. I have one big problem that Phyllis gets annoyed with. Shhe never says anything to me but I can tell it doesn't make her happy. I poop in my bed. I am sleeping and all of a sudden I have the urge to poop so I just stand up and do it. She wahes more beds than ever before she said to me one morning this week as she was spraying the room so it won't smell.
Phyllis got big black gloves of cotton,and all this week she has picked me up with the glove on. It scares me a little but it's Phyllis getting bit, orr me being scared of the glove. She wins every time.
I like to pee outside and stay dry all night. I don't know what the big deal is about where I poop but evidently Phyllis thinks it is a big deal.
So my week has been pretty routine. It goes like this: Get up in the morning and wait for Phyllis to come for me with the glove. I try to bite and hate to be held. So she picks me up and holds me until I get tired of struggling with her and then she walks me outside where I love to pee. Then I follow her around the block and she picks me up to take me in the house. She holds me again and I try to get away but she holds on till I stop struggling. Not fun for me but today things changed
First let me tell you a little about Phyllis. She never remembers where she puts anything. Her keys, glasses, phone, etc So this morning she couldn't find the glove. Yesterday when she got me and picked me up it was the first time I did not try to bite her. She gave a big Whoooppee which was a litttle unsettling but I know she was happy about something.
This morning she could not find the glove. What else is new!
It didn't make any difference because I have stopped trying to bite her. She says that's a big deal and was very happy. When she picks me up now I still wiggle and try to get away but I don't bite her anymore. And I don't struggle as much.
I have also started following her around the house. I keep my distance but am starting to think that there is at least one person I have met that doesn't want to hurt me or neglect me. She feeds me any time I feel like eating and talks to me all the time when I seem nervous
The night before last when she saw me start to poop in my bed she as just starting to put her pajamas on. She grabbed her bottoms and while pulling them up she got me and took me out mid poop. I didn't finish. She scared the poop back in instead of out of me.
.
When I lie in my bed I let Phyllis come and pat me any time she wants. If I am following her around and she turns to pet me I am on guard but all she does is speak softly to me an then I let her pat me.
Phyllis told me that some day I may be able to go to a forever home but we have lots of work to do.
I like it here. I know I will like it more and the days go on.
Life is starting to be good now and maybe, just maybe I can be a happy, playful, housebroken dog.
MAYBE.......I will let you know.
Phyllis got big black gloves of cotton,and all this week she has picked me up with the glove on. It scares me a little but it's Phyllis getting bit, orr me being scared of the glove. She wins every time.
I like to pee outside and stay dry all night. I don't know what the big deal is about where I poop but evidently Phyllis thinks it is a big deal.
So my week has been pretty routine. It goes like this: Get up in the morning and wait for Phyllis to come for me with the glove. I try to bite and hate to be held. So she picks me up and holds me until I get tired of struggling with her and then she walks me outside where I love to pee. Then I follow her around the block and she picks me up to take me in the house. She holds me again and I try to get away but she holds on till I stop struggling. Not fun for me but today things changed
First let me tell you a little about Phyllis. She never remembers where she puts anything. Her keys, glasses, phone, etc So this morning she couldn't find the glove. Yesterday when she got me and picked me up it was the first time I did not try to bite her. She gave a big Whoooppee which was a litttle unsettling but I know she was happy about something.
This morning she could not find the glove. What else is new!
It didn't make any difference because I have stopped trying to bite her. She says that's a big deal and was very happy. When she picks me up now I still wiggle and try to get away but I don't bite her anymore. And I don't struggle as much.
I have also started following her around the house. I keep my distance but am starting to think that there is at least one person I have met that doesn't want to hurt me or neglect me. She feeds me any time I feel like eating and talks to me all the time when I seem nervous
The night before last when she saw me start to poop in my bed she as just starting to put her pajamas on. She grabbed her bottoms and while pulling them up she got me and took me out mid poop. I didn't finish. She scared the poop back in instead of out of me.
.
When I lie in my bed I let Phyllis come and pat me any time she wants. If I am following her around and she turns to pet me I am on guard but all she does is speak softly to me an then I let her pat me.
Phyllis told me that some day I may be able to go to a forever home but we have lots of work to do.
I like it here. I know I will like it more and the days go on.
Life is starting to be good now and maybe, just maybe I can be a happy, playful, housebroken dog.
MAYBE.......I will let you know.
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