Wednesday May 22, 2019
I again wake in a very drowsy state. Lena, of course, is staring at me. This is the morning that she attempts to speak. I have seen this before from her. A definite deliberate attempt to form words or her own interpretation from observation. She is one very intelligent poodle!!
This is a very hot hot day. She is a trooper accepting the new feeding routine..one turkey neck and a few nibbles of kibble. We attempt a walk but only make it up one block and back again. Once more, I feel I can leave and resume my life, which is slowly drifting away.
The evening is fairly normal. We play our nightly “bottle”. She keeps it and forgets where it is. I lurch to find it and she goes berserk. I mean, really BERSERK! This plastic bottle is VERY important to her.
Also, one more observation. Lena likes to eat at night. I am wondering if that is her instinctive pattern from earlier times. I am going to work with it. Why bother stressing about her appetite.
Close your eyes and listen. Creatures that don’t talk are speaking all the time.