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madshutterbug) wrote2005-06-18 04:50 pm
madshutterbug) wrote2005-06-18 04:50 pm
Mamma Munch & the Safe Place
We've indeed had intermittent thunder, and sprinkles to light showers. Mamma Munch came out with me to let the boys stretch, and walked with us while Friends K & D fed the ranch critters. She also came out when fatfred stopped by for a brief visit. We walked around a little to show her parents the ranch... at least the little bit easily seen from our private road and the house.
After all of those jaunts, though, she's retreated to her Safe Place. This is between Ruthie's island workcart and the counter/cabinets next to the stove. It's safer, according to Mamma Munch, than even the master bedroom which has only two windows. Sometimes she'll go into the second bathroom, but even that is not as safe as her Safe Place.
She might come out with me to feed the boys, but no promises.
Since she came to live with us as an adult dog, I often wonder what happened in her life to cause her fear of thunder and loud noises so. It's not something that needs great intervention; she's quite content if she can be in her Safe Place.
There's another Safe Place which is under the back deck of Studio 318. That one is for when she's left outside and the storm comes before we get home. It's pretty good, too, underneath a set of steps at the low end. Those steps are boxed in, not typical riser/tread construction, so I'm not surprised it became the outside Safe Place.
But it's not as good as the inside Safe Place. The inside Safe Place is, according to Mamma Munch, teh die for.
Not too bad walking around, back is stiff and achy but the spasm seems to be done for now. Standing still isn't comfortable for long, walking isn't bad as I said, and sitting is OK. So is laying down, but it doesn't take long to get very stiff when I do that.
I could use a massage.
fatfred stopped by for a brief visit. We walked around a little to show her parents the ranch... at least the little bit easily seen from our private road and the house.After all of those jaunts, though, she's retreated to her Safe Place. This is between Ruthie's island workcart and the counter/cabinets next to the stove. It's safer, according to Mamma Munch, than even the master bedroom which has only two windows. Sometimes she'll go into the second bathroom, but even that is not as safe as her Safe Place.
She might come out with me to feed the boys, but no promises.
Since she came to live with us as an adult dog, I often wonder what happened in her life to cause her fear of thunder and loud noises so. It's not something that needs great intervention; she's quite content if she can be in her Safe Place.
There's another Safe Place which is under the back deck of Studio 318. That one is for when she's left outside and the storm comes before we get home. It's pretty good, too, underneath a set of steps at the low end. Those steps are boxed in, not typical riser/tread construction, so I'm not surprised it became the outside Safe Place.
But it's not as good as the inside Safe Place. The inside Safe Place is, according to Mamma Munch, teh die for.
Not too bad walking around, back is stiff and achy but the spasm seems to be done for now. Standing still isn't comfortable for long, walking isn't bad as I said, and sitting is OK. So is laying down, but it doesn't take long to get very stiff when I do that.
I could use a massage.
Re: oh of dogs and thunder
We got her from our next-door neighbor, who has given us a bit of her history, not much; she got her from an ex-boyfriend.
She's fairly good with the cows and hogs, not quite so with the goats. She seems to love people, she definitely loves going for rides. What's particularly interesting to me is that Michael, who is our next-door neighbor's border collie, is her main squeeze, and there is no other male for her than Michael. One of the few times I've seen her get riled was with another male when she was in heat. With the Bros, she will simply sit down. With this other dog, she got snappy.
I did some photography for a masseuse last year; will probably schedule an appointment with her next week. If you were closer, I'd happily take you up on the offer.
Re: oh of dogs and thunder