She really is progressing. You have to be so careful to avoid sending her into a defensive crouch (I accidentally did it today a time or two). But left on her own, and not feeling threatened, she is very gradually pushing a tiny bit further and further.
(One of her quirks - everything I've read or know about dogs says get down on their level rather than coming down from on high. No. No no. She is okay mostly, and getting better, with me or sometimes others reaching down from a standing position. If you crouch, it's game over. She just goes into this half crouched, frozen position. Awful. I know Bonnie says not to think too much about what's in their past. But it is very clear that anything that smacks of being restrained or boxed in puts her into total lizard brain territory.)
Also, meara, being pushed out of that room for a few days totally has her moving around the apartment more. She alternates sleeping between that room (mostly at night) and my room (mostly during the day) but she's not so quick to retreat to the second bedroom now that's she's learned it's not the end of the world not to have that refuge all the time.
In animal news that I don't even know what to do with, the cat appears to be going vegetarian. @@.
Yeah, my aunt is not gonna get better. I just have to call and squelch my reflexive "So how are you?" I'll go with inappropriate humor, she does that too. So much I want to ask and to tell, and there's no knowing how much oomph she'll have at any given time, due to the pain meds. I need to talk to John, as well, but how many ways do you say this fucking sucks?
OK, have to get off this topic or I'm going to be a complete mess.
Puppies and kittens, anyone?
Here's a happier story for everyone. This morning my bus driver slammed on the brakes in the middle of the highway. When I looked out the window to see what was going on, a mother duck and her ducklings were crossing the highway and all the traffic had stopped until they crossed.
Aw.
Here's my latest pic of Darbilicious, the first time she sat down on the deck (instead of standing in place and looking anxious.): [link]
I wish my kitties napped together. Occasionally, Loki and Mister Kitty have a wash session, but it always ends in wrestling. Best I get is all 3 on the bed with me: MK by my head or on my shoulder, Devi against my hip and Loki tucked against me with my arm around him. He's the only one to really like that.
Puppy pics are all too cute.
Darby has a sweet face, Brenda.
