Tuesday, May 05, 2015

30 Days - Day 22

Don't I wish I could afford this!

Ansa fell down the stairs yesterday. All of it. She's done partial slidings before, both forwards and backwards. This time she slipped on the very top step and then slithered all the way down. She limped for a while but was up for a 2k walk later on in the day. Me? Upset? You don't know the half of it.

I thought: yeah, that's it. I blocked off the stairs as she runs up and down it a lot during the day. She has to supervise all my doings in the upper floor because of the secret door. You know, the one hidden behind the bath that allows me an escape to a wonderful dogless existence for all eternity if she's not watching me carefully.

So last night I dreaded going to bed thinking: I can't bear crying, if she cries, I'll try and carry her upstairs or sleep on the couch downstairs. But she didn't cry. She paced. And paced. And paced, her paws clicking on the wood floors. I left all the doors open (thank you Spring!)but didn't call down to her as we would both break down.

This morning I awoke to her pacing and a very lackadaisical greeting, completely unlike her. I get it. She thinks she's being punished. I don't know how long it'll be until she gets used to this new order of business.

I wish she'd understand it's for her own safety, the poor wee darling.

13 comments:

  1. Ooh, that's rough. Sorry. Hope she soon adjusts. You too!

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  2. they are our much loved companions
    Callie now 7 years old
    do not know what I would do without her..
    have a good day
    96 degrees in sun on deck yesterday
    sure different from having a sweater on 2 weeks ago.

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  3. I have been under the weather the last week and have only just caught up with all your blogs after day 17 and I am still sort of fuzzy in my head. I can understand her state of mind as it was exactly that of our wee Chutki when her hind legs were in plaster and she could not go up to be with Ranjan and Manjiree. That monorail lift looks very interesting. I may soon need one to go upstairs myself!

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  4. Have you got a teddy bear? As you know my sister lost a Sheltie a few months ago. The other younger dog still misses her pal. By chance my sister who has a collection of stuffed toys, left a large teddy on the couch as she accessed a window. When she turned round Alanah was snuggled in beside the dog. Later the Teddy was moved to a floor cushion and the dog sat there all evening. It might work at night for Ansa.

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  5. SJG:
    Thank you, last night had less pacing and I had to wake her up this morning which was both a good and bad feeling, her deafness is getting worse.
    XO
    WWW

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  6. OWJ:
    You've gone tropical on me!!
    +8 here today, that's Celsius, LOL.
    But oh my the bay is navy blue with white polka dots, I love when that happens.
    XO
    WWW

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  7. Ramana: Oh I do hope you're on the mend :)

    Yes, me too at some point queuing up for that monorail, even for lugging thing up and down stairs :)

    XO
    WWW

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  8. GM, I've had dogs who loved their stuffed animals, Chelea, my lhaso apso had a collection of 10 and knew all their names by heart and would line them up to show off. Ansa, being tied up outside for her first two years, never got toys and any we're offered her she ignores. Her collection of bones, however, is enviable :)
    XO
    WWW

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  9. Poor Ansa. She doesn't understand that you're concerned for her welfare. She just wants to follow her instincts.

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  10. No suggestions: just sympathy/empathy.

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  11. Poor thing. It's hard for both of you.

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