Thursday, April 4, 2019

BODR Doodles


On the first day Boomer entered the ranch house he went straight to the sofa, curled up, and went to sleep. Right there and then I knew he was an inside baby. It wasn't a real sleep for the others were sniffing and wanting him to interact with him. I moved them out of the room so he could rest, but it wasn't really a rest, it was sort of a retreat where he felt comfortable.

A few minutes later, maybe 30 minutes or so, he lifted his head and saw the toy box. He stared at it for a long time, not moving, but just staring. That is when he looked at me and I gave him the OK to go play. No words, just a hand sign pointing at the toys. And, by gosh, he went right to them. He took every toy out of the box and sniffed, licked, tossed, and rolled with them. It, actually, brought me to tears to see him this happy in the poor physical state he was in.

Guinness, Rosco, and Honey enjoy their toys, but only certain ones. Boomer? He loves them all. As you can see in the photo, he likes to cover himself in them at times. He stayed like this as I was making my dinner tonight, but once finished, he moved to the sofa, his favorite place.

The others? They have their individual needs. Anyone that has more than two furbabies know they are not the same and you must cater, at times, to each of their individual needs. Sometimes it is not easy. I want to please them all, but it is not possible to do that every moment. So I make time for each, which really gets the others upset, but it has to be. In the end it all works out.


I have learned it is not necessary to pay attention to the one that wants to constantly nuzzle or have your attention all the time. You have to ignore them, at times, but is how you speak with them and interact with them as a group that gives them comfort. Give them a routine they are comfortable with. That is what they want. That is what we all want. Comfort. In our lives. I give it to them. They give it to me. I am so blessed.
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