About 6 weeks or so ago I had a Golden Destroyer named EmmaLou. EmmaLou was the orneriest dog – oh, she wasn’t mean or anything, just always into trouble. She’d stand in front of you with a goofy grin on her dog face and act all innocent when all around her paws were the remnants of the books she had just chewed to smithereens. But we loved her.
Then I fell and life turned upside down here at Chez Crone. Suddenly EmmaLou wasn’t the center of attention anymore, mama was. The world revolved around taking care of me. A funny thing happened. EmmaLou snapped out of her crappy behavior and suddenly became the world’s most loving and attentive dog. No more chewing newspapers. No more (well mostly no more) counter surfing. No eating socks or swallowing gloves. Just calmly laying by my side. Wherever I parked, there was EmmaLou to give aid and comfort.
If only I had trained her to get a Diet Root Beer from the refrigerator I would have had all my needs met. My puppy girl spent her evenings next to my recliner, and then when I would go to bed on the living room couch she would pad upstairs with Devoted Spouse. Recently, Devoted Spouse clued me in that until I turned off the living room light EmmaLou would wait patiently at the top of the stairs. When she knew I had climbed into my comfy couch bed for the night she would tiptoe into the master bedroom and hop up on the bed to spend the night with Devoted Spouse. First thing in the morning she was by the couch pressing her little black nose into my face to say good morning.
Well, ya’ll know I have made so much progress in my healing. Life is easier for me now. The world still revolves around me but the tension in the air is gone. I’m laughing more and I’m not always in this contraption (which, frankly scared puppy girl). So can you guess what’s happening?
Devil dog is slowly returning. When Devoted Spouse and I got home the other day from physical torture, we were met with shredded paper and ripped up mail all over the family room floor. A couple of nights ago EmmaLou simply reached up onto the coffee table and stole a piece of decorative fruit I had in a bowl. I’m sure she thought the fake apple was reallly a tennis ball in disguise, but she knew better than to steal it. Tonight she showed her true destroyer colors. Devoted Spouse brought home Thai food. I set out plates of spring rolls and for me, crab rangoon. I turned my back for a second and EmmaLou scarfed up two crab rangoons.
The little golden destroyer has returned in all her glory. Guess she thinks I’ve healed enough now. I got half a mind to wrap her furry little body up in this sling contraption…but then I look at her sweet face and I just melt all over again. She so wants me to be able to play and romp with her again and she’s being very patient and only a little naughty. So I’ll cut her some more slack…