~~ FEARS~~

Bubbles is literally afraid of her own shadow.  Her own reflection in the glass.  Her, looking back at herself in the mirror.  Dogs barking.  Dogs not barking.  Just plain barking.  Any item that has been moved.  People.  Traffic.  

The list goes on and on.

She's scheduled for her first grooming appointment in two weeks.  I took her to introduce her to the groomer so she wouldn't be afraid.  The groomer, she liked.  The dogs that were barking, she was terrified of!

What to do!

I've tried socializing with success.  But the minute she is out and off guard and hears a dog bark or sees one within miles of where she stands SHE FREAKS OUT!!!  Slipping from her harness and running for the door.  It concerns me because I don't want to put her in danger, but if I don't take her out she will never get used to dogs. 

I am so very open for suggestions. 

 

Just. Hello

Hello from Bubbles...

TEARS SOMETIME

While we were waiting outside at the vets office yesterday, to be called in, I watched a mom walk out with her little girl.  Mom was carrying a small paper bag.  An all-too-familiar bag. She wore pain on her face.  I watched as she drove away in her SUV, wiping her face with her hand.  I wiped tears of my own.

When I picked up Gracie's ashes there, five months earlier, I wore that same pain.  It's a feeling you never forget.  A sad, sick feeling.  I did not want Gracie to become ashes, yet I had nowhere or no-one to bury her.  I will always be sad about that.  And I will always be sad that she is gone.

But we have Bubbles now.

And she is sweet.  A distraction from that sadness that remains from losing my beautiful Gracie girl. 

Bubbles is 8.2 lb. of happiness.  When she came to us she was 5.5 lb.  She is smart, fluffy, loves to be cuddled, and is a perfect angel.  

Most of the time.

She had the last of her puppy shots yesterday and she was a very good patient.