The Alzheimer’s mom [AM] and I just returned from a couple days in Virginia with my sister. A good time was had by all – good food, good wine, good exercise, and sis bore the brunt of the AM care. Magnolia Louise had to stay home with the cats. A professional pet-sitter came 4 times a day, and walked Maggie at least a mile each time, and fed everyone, and cleaned up.
As expected, however, Maggie didn’t eat. At least that was the report. I wasn’t suprised. Magnolia is very attached to us, and despite the fact that two of her best friends were there with her [the cats], neither AM nor I was there. She was pining. And that meant that she didn’t eat very much. Just enough, I suppose, to satisfy her to some level or other.
I fed her tonight. Guess whose plate is clean?
When I’m sad or lonely, I want to eat. Why doesn’t Maggie? In fact, why don’t most dogs? I’ve never heard of a dog who misses its owner having a binge-fest. Either the dog eats fairly normally, or, most commonly, it doesn’t eat!
We are able to change our programming, and dogs aren’t, at least not without a lot of behavioral issues. Hmmm. look at that last statement. When we change our programming from a ‘natural’ state, we DO have behavioral issues, don’t we?
Maggie feels her emotions freely, without reserve, without fear of being judged, and acts accordingly. What do I do? I deny what I’m feeling, ignore it, or, if I actually FEEL something, I try to hide it, and attempt to swallow it with food.
Juju’s right. We need to be more like our dogs. And they’ll happily show us the way – without reservation, and without thought. Thank goodness!