Thursday, 13 November 2014

The Love Of Me Bonds My Humans.

*Pawesome!  My arrangement with my human brother and my human dad is working better than even I'd dare dream....*  Oh hello, there.  I was just thinking out loud.  Yes, it's me, Penny the Jack Russell dog and modest internet superstar!  

You might realise that my human brother, Tristan, my human dad, Gary and I, are going through some major changes in our lives.  Changes that caused me confusion and anxiety.  We moved from the home that we all lived together in for thirteen years.  I ended up staying with Gary for three months until Tristan finally moved into his own place. 

When Tristan moved in and took me to live with him, I was spending long hours on my own while he was at work.  I didn't know this until he told me. What with being in yet another new environment and not being used to being alone, I started to cry. "Where is Tristan?  I'm really scared.  Where is dad?"

Tristan's neighbours expressed their concern about my crying.  With that, Tristan and Gary took immediate action.  We now have a compromise in place.  The routine is that I stay with Gary from Sunday evening until Thursday afternoon.  I'm now getting full attention from the both of them.  I'm so much calmer now.  I even roll around on the carpets, just like the good old days.

I understand that as part of Tristan's independence, he wanted me to stay with him for most of the time.  He now understands that I need the shared love of both him and dad.
Lessons of love have been pawfoundly embraced.  *Pawesome!  My arrangement with my human brother and my human dad is working better than even I'd dare dream....*  Yes, when I was thinking out loud it meant this.  Tristan and Gary have bonded in a mutual determination that tells them their love for me is paramount.  Their love for each other has grown because of such mutual determination.  Such a magical, loving spirit of cooperation, of communication.  I want to cry but with tears of doggy joy.
I sleep in peace.  I get to see both my human brother and my human dad on a regular basis.  
This week I'm staying with Tristan.  He was so worried about my life-changing experiences of late that he has taken the week off work.  

Yes, there he is at twelve years old holding me as a two month old puppy.  Fourteen years on, the love I share with him, with my human dad, grows ever stronger.

Wednesday, 29 October 2014

A False Start.

Just when I thought I could start building up momentum, start actually being proactive in the world of blogging, I've had another unfortunate situation arise.

Penny the Jack Russell dog and modest internet star, spent fourteen years in the company of two humans, my son and yes, me.  One of us was usually around to keep her company.  Very seldom was she left alone for a long duration.

This changed dramatically when my son, Tristan, moved into his own home and took Penny to live with him. Yes, I've been there on a regular basis to take her for walks while my son is at work.  Sadly, this has not been enough.  My son's neighbours have complained that Penny cries the entire time that nobody is there to make her feel safe.

I know that all the upheaval, all the adjustments, must be making Penny very confused and very anxious.  I thought this might happen.  My son and I have to remember that she is acutely aware of all the changes going on around her.

It was heartbreaking to take Penny back from my son's home.  I know how much he loves her.  Yet we know the reality is that we cannot have her cause disturbance to the neighbours.  My son and I have worked out an interim solution.  We will have to share her.  Or as rhymeswithplague cleverly stated, "share joint custody."  How true that has turned out.  My son works a four day week.  I shall look after her for four days and he can have her on his three day weekends.

I'm still having a frantic time with the ongoing life changes for my son and I.  I know we will get there.

As much as I love Penny, it's a bit of a pain getting dressed at three in the morning to take her out for a walk. Yes, I suppose I could forget getting dressed.  Living in a top floor apartment means I can't exactly just tell her to go in the garden like I once could.

I do feel terrible about not visiting many blogs over the last three months.  My comments on sites have been few and far between.  My last post was somewhat of a false start.  So I'm being extra cautious out of the starting blocks.  Hope to visit your blog soon.

There you have it.  Penny content knowing she is not by herself.  Once again, she takes up her sleeping position on my sofa bed.  A sofa bed that, just like before, has a cover over it to protect it from her curious paws.  Sleep, little angel, sleep.....