Moving Forward

                                                                  
Yesterday was back into the work routine for my foster home.   I'm not quite adjusted yet to this 5 days of one routine and 2 days of a different one but FM says I'm smart enough I can figure it out.  

FM and I had a talk last night about how she was starting to think after this weekend that I really just had regressed back past where I started.  See this weekend I really wasn't interested in her treats or or attempts to woo me with food and love.   I just wasn't in the mood.   She kinda made me mad with this new rule about getting out of my crate and doggie jail if SHE took me out.   I figured I'd show her.

So FM said she went back out and reread the information on doggie calming signals - which I know very well and apparently she forgot some of them.   She realized that maybe she needed to just back off some on the holding and touching and all.  She already "got" that I didn't like her looking me in the eye and coming up to me facing forward but she said she'd forgotten that she shouldn't smile at me and she shouldn't hold me tight when she picked me up.   Of course she did explain to me that she has to hold on to me tight enough that if I start flailing around (which I sometimes do when I wig out) that I don't fall on my head!

I did feel comfortable enough last evening to even do some sniffing around the living room while FM was actually IN the living room sitting in her chair reading.   I quickly shut off though if she looked like she might get up!

This morning went better and I really do like that she isn't trying to be all cuddly with me.   Meanwhile, doggie jail is still where I go during the day and those other sneaky cresteds stole what was left of my knuckle bone yesterday (it was small enough they could pull it through the jail bars).   Today I have the stuffed kong, the kong ball (which I haven't figured out how to get the cookies out of yet) and the buster cube to keep me busy.