Bed Bug

Relax, not that kind of bed bug.   I'm referring to myself.  All week I've been a bed bug, sleeping in mom's bed. Darby, (she's the nasty alpha bitch of the house) had been sleeping in the bed for the last month and apparently, it was my fault.  As you recall, I have this horrible OCD condition and because of that, I can kind of be a bull in a china shop at times.  Well, about two months ago, I was kind of naughty, I ran Darby over while she was trying to eat breakfast.  See, Darby, or Queen D as mom calls her, rules the house.  No one bothers her while she's eating because she's likely to take your face off.  I was so excited about more food, that I completely forgot about The Queen, so I kind of just bowled her over and ate her food.

Apparently, she was so stunned by my actions, it really bent her out of shape.  She didn't even attack me, she just stood back in total shock.  Now the down side to this was that it upset her so much, that she stopped eating.    What could be so bad that anyone would stop eating, I don't know.  I know I'd never stop eating if something upset my little world.  But, Darby did and mom was beside herself.  She took to feeding me in another room, but that didn't work.  She tried about ten kinds of dog food and that didn't work.  She took Darby to the vet when she lost almost two pounds.  She has this super model kind of waif look now, but she is eating better these days because mom feeds her in her crate or hand feeds her when she hand feeds me (it's so I learn to focus and not be such a bulldozer when I eat).  

Mom pampered Darby for a month, letting her sleep on the bed, but Darby is a kicker and mom never got a good night sleep, so now that Darby is doing better, she is back to sleeping in the dog bed.  So this is where I come back in, I got to start sleeping on the bed.  Mom wants me to be more social.  See, it's not that I'm not friendly, I am very friendly, but I have a little bit of autistic behavior if you try and pick me up or hold me.  It stresses me out and I kind of freak.  So along with the hand feeding, clicker training (treats come with that thing) and sleeping in the bed, she hoped I would be more likely to seek out companionship.   At first, I slept on top of the covers, but now, I sleep under them.  I like that a lot and I stretch out, but not so close to mom that I kick mom.   I'm learning that being on the bed it a cool thing and I am even starting to climb up there by myself because I know it's a good place to be.   Oh, and this thing called an "e-lect-eric blanket?"  Whoever invented that was a genius!!

                                                                - Gracie