Yesterday I got up and had breakfast and then my one cup of coffee. The whole time Abi was whining and crying and going back and forth to my bedroom.
So I thought I'd try a different approach to this problem.
I went back to the bedroom and picked her up and put her next to me on the couch, between the couch arm and my body, with my night gown covering her. Then I petted her with one hand while I worked on my laptop.
This is usually Charlie's spot. So he managed to wedge himself in there too.
After she'd been still for an hour or so (which I don't think she'd have done without my petting her), I rewarded her by taking my laptop and going back to the bedroom with her.
From what I could tell, she didn't eat at all on Friday. I didn't want that to continue. I know I was getting short with her and that probably made her nervous. So I had to try something else.
Yesterday, after we had been back in the bedroom for awhile, I had lunch and then gave them their food. And she ate it right up.
I really think she believes the bedroom to be her safe place, for whatever reason. I think that's where the dogs go when I'm gone. Because when I unlock the door, it takes a bit before they realize I'm home.
Perhaps it is a bit of dementia on her part. Some of you said you'd dealt with that with older pets. Where they get agitated and confused and begin behavior they didn't previously engage in.
I do plan to call the vet on Monday and have a discussion about this.
She only started doing this about 3 weeks ago. But I don't want to spend all my time in my bedroom. Maybe they can prescribe meds for her or something.
She gets in these little phases where she takes up strange habits like this. Like jumping into the tub and furiously scratching when I guess she sees a small insect.
Abi has always been different, from day one.
Heavens, it's not easy being a mom. Whether it be a kid mom or a pet mom. It's just not an easy job.
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