I'm well adjusted now. I don't cry anymore when my people leave. I'm not so scared or sad. I understand how life works here. I know that when my people leave, they will always come back for us. I've given up begging for food and I'm an all around great dog. My medical problems are better. I've been told that it's now time to help out a new dog who needs a home. Sofie is doing the best that she can, but she isn't much company. She sleeps ALL the time and she often doesn't feel very well. When I can, I'll lay next to her and sleep so she knows that she has a friend.
My LADY wants me to have a new friend, who is closer to my own age, but I'm not sure yet how I feel about that. We went to the shelter to look at a new dog. I didn't like this, because going to the shelter brings back a lot of bad memories. This new dog smells funny, and I'm just not sure about this whole new dog thing. I'm really not sure.
It looks like the crate is here to stay. I'm coming to terms with being forced to sleep in the crate. This is not the same as learning to like it, however. To amuse myself, sometimes I burrow under my cushion cover for fun. It's how I celebrate my dachshund heritage.
I'm now down to 16.4 pounds. I'm changing the way that I think about some things. The porch isn't so scary. I'm also giving up on getting treats all day. I only get them a few times, and when I'm following directions. I've decided that it's alright if I'm not right next to the LADY sometimes. If she is folding clothes, I can go to the next room and wait. Nothing good ever happens during laundry, anyways.
Note from the LADY: The vet said that Maggie's ideal weight is 15 pounds.
I haven't felt very playful since I arrived. I was focusing more on the rules at first, plus my head really hurt from my ear infection. I'm feeling better now that my ears don't hurt. I'm getting the hang of things, so I'm more relaxed now. I spent a lot of time feeling worried, but I'm not so worried now. I still don't like it when the LADY or the TALL MAN leave the house, but when they come back I run and find my stuffed frog. I run all over the place with it. They throw the frog so I can run and catch it all over again.
Today the LADY put me on the screened porch with Sofie. I cried and scratched at the door. I don't know why she would want to be inside when I am outside. At least once a day she leaves or spends some time away from us. I bark through the window and say, "Hey I can see you, and I know you can see me!" She put my bed outside, but I'm not going to sit on it. Later, she let us both back in. When she does stuff like that it makes me nervous. She says it makes me more independent. I think it just makes me annoyed.
I'm starting to get the hang of things here at my new house. The food is good, but they don't give me much. At my old place, before I went to the shelter, I would get lots and lots of treats. But those days are longggg gone. I'm learning that I shouldn't be underfoot in the kitchen. I'm also learning that I have to stay in a crate at night. I don't like this ONE BIT. I don't know why we can't be together all of the time.
SPECIAL NOTE FROM THE LADY: Maggie is not reacting to sounds. We are going to the Vet today to see what is going on with her hearing. At home, we are trying to teach her that it's o.k. to be away from us sometimes. We also want her to know that when we do go away, we will always come back for her. She doesn't believe this yet, but I hope she will learn to relax when we are away from the house or are sleeping in separate rooms. I'm trying not to cuddle her too much. I read that cuddling all the time can make little dogs anxious when it's time to spend some time apart. This is hard since she is incredibly cute.
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