Cautiously Optimistic

I overheard mom on the phone today saying she was cautiously optimistic about me.  See, I've been on this new medication, Namenda for a couple of days and mom thinks she sees some improvement.   I like to follow my mom into the bathroom, I don't know why, but the other dogs do too, so I think it's because something important might happen; and when I do, I often get so worked up in that small space, that I fly-snap and shadow watch.  Well, I am doing that a lot less now.  Mom said she didn't want it to be "wishful thinking" but she said it's not, it really is better.   She said I seem to be about 50%-75% better with the fly-snapping and about 25% better with the shadow watching.   She even tried to "ramp me up" by playing wild with me.  Normally, that makes me just go so crazy that I fly-snap like I am after a hundred flies.  Not so much anymore.  I even come in from outside better than I have been.  Best of all, I am off the Xanax and mom's not wanting to take it herself because I am not driving her crazy.

Now there is a downside to all this.  Mom read some book and is trying to help me focus my energy, so she has taken to hand feeding me.  I hate it.  I would rather just dive into my dish and have it gone in ten seconds.  Now it takes me ten minutes just to eat!  Do you know what I could do with that other nine minutes and fifty seconds? Even worse, she makes me sit for every piece.  You know what?  I do and I can.  Mom says I can really focus when I want to. Yeah, well I just want to be sure she keeps those kibble pieces coming, you know.

                                                                    -  Gracie