This blog was formerly dedicated in 2009 to my Dad who died of Alzheimer's in 2013. It's been three years now...and I find myself missing blogging...so I am re-inventing my blog... because, after all, life is about moving through, and going forward...

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Mark down this date, February 28, 2010...

This morning, I woke up and let Izzy out of her crate.  We usually walk into the living room, where my husband is usually relaxed on the couch, watching TV.  Izzy ALWAYS jumps up on the couch and begins barking at him. She has been doing it for four months and 2 days....

Today, she went up on the couch, walked right up to him, licked him on the face and rolled over on her back for him to rub her tummy!!!  He could pet her all he wanted, any place he wanted.  He looked at me with total shock on his face and I was crying.  We don't know what happened, especially after the rough day we had with her yesterday!

Usually on the weekends, she MIGHT let him pet under her chin,  after many treats, but she continually barks at him.  Every time she would bark at him, I would have to catch her, and then I put her in her crate for a "time out".  I only leave her in there for a few minutes, and it usually calms her down.  Not yesterday.  She would run right back to him, barking and nipping.  Back in the crate she went, for a longer period.  She spent most of the day in the crate yesterday, because she was driving us both crazy!!

We had plans with friends last night, so she was in the crate for a good six hours while we had dinner and played cards at our friend's home.  We got home late, almost midnight, so she basically went outside to do her business and then we went to bed, she in her crate again.

After she was so friendly with him this morning, we decided to all go for a walk.  Izzy kept turning around and SMILING!!  I swear, she was smiling!!  It was wonderful, walking arm in arm with my husband as Izzy pranced in front of us, bright eyed with her pink tongue hanging from her ear to ear smile...

My husband does not want to get too excited...he is so accustom to "50 First Dates" with her...a little friendly on the weekend, and then when he is off to work with his suit, tie and dress shoes, she barks and wants nothing to do with him.  So I suppose the true test will come tomorrow morning...

7 comments:

Mari said...

Wow! I think it's a great start (finally). Can't wait to hear what happens next!

Jeanie said...

I hope you have made a breakthrough. She is such a cutie. She looks a bit like a smaller version of our Dodger who we got from the pound in November, though she is probably a bit more well bred than our little mutt. We have been very lucky...he is very friendly with everyone and very good with my grandkids. Our big concern is that we think he would bolt out the door if he got the chance, which he did about a week after we got him. Let us know what happens tomorrow.

Darlene said...

Ahhh, this is a wonderful thing. When a pet becomes a part of your family. I know the feeling. We bought a harness and leash for our cat as he ran towards noise in our yard. The day he ran into our home, he was home. What a great day for the three of you. I love pets and they are a joy for so many of us and add so much to our lives. ENJOY!!

Wander to the Wayside said...

I'm doing my happy dance...I told you I was hopeful! I did the same thing when Molly finally accepted David, shed some tears. It is definitely a moment to mark on the calendar, and to celebrate with a pack walk. It's only just begun...

Toni said...

Here's hoping the 'smiling' continues :)

Donna B said...

Mari...please keep your fingers crossed!

Jeanie...Dodger is a little handsome boy...they would make a cute couple! I don't know how she will be around kids...we have such a long way to go with her...

Darlene...let's don't get our hopes up too high...we'll know more tonight when he comes home. I really hope we have turned a corner...but who knows...Izzy has issues...

Linda...nothing I would love more than to do the "happy dance" with you...I just hope it lasts. Was it you who told me it takes 4-6 months to adjust to a new home?

Toni...Oh yes, lets hope we can be all smiles in this household!

gayle said...

Hopefully time out in the crate is helping!! Keeping my fingers crossed!!