One step forward, 2 back. That’s what it feels a bit like today.
I thought we were making progress, at least it felt that way. But poor Riley hasn’t moved much today from under my desk. She seems so cozy while I work, but I feel sad that she seems stuck there.
Last night she snuggled on the coach while we watched the Olympics. Funny, but we all agree that she smells soooo good.
But today I think she sat on the coach only for about 5 sec.
I learned from St. Huberts that she was heavily sedated by her previous owners in the city. Life on the 10th floor of a high rise was not a good fit for poor Riley and she wasn’t allowed to be a regular dog. It’s going to take her a long while to get back to being a normal dog.
She deserves a good loving family. And we’re in for the long haul. She really is a sweetheart. I just worry….how long can a dog hold it’s bladder? Riley will go 12 hours. I take her out, and she makes a beeline to the back door. Won’t pee or poop!
I resorted to taking her for a car ride. She loves the car. Then we pull up to a park. She’ll run out and poop and immediately afterwards run to the car. It reminds my of when I would drive my girls around when they were babies , trying to get them to take a nap. The car can do wonders. So I’m headed for a drive!