We’ve been out of our routine for a while and it’s affected all of us. Most of us do better when our lives have a routine. Moby is one of those.
As you know from the last blog (two weeks ago – sorry!), we had a great visit with the foster parents, Moby got hurt, and Moby passed his CGC. Because Moby pulled a back muscle, he wasn’t allowed to jump up for a week. So he and I slept on the air mattress.
Then I went to Minnesota for a few days. We thought he was better (he was acting better) but he had an episode in bed and airsnapped at bed. So, we extended his medicine and he slept in the living room until I got back from my trip and then we slept on the air mattress together again. Sounds great, right?
Nope. Moby is not keen on the air mattress. It makes him nervous. He’s fine sleeping on it, but during the day, he wants to stay as far away from it as possible. The only reason dad didn’t sleep on the air mattress with Moby was because when he tried to put it up, Moby tucked tail, ran outside and wouldn’t come back in.
When Moby gets out of his routine, he gets more nervous than usual. Because he had almost 3 weeks of no solid routine, he was definitely a little “off” the last few days. Moby doesn’t like to be cornered or feel like there’s no way out. Yet he constantly puts himself in those positions.
This weekend, the boys had an incident. Moby jammed himself under a chair in order to be pet. Boney approached. Moby gave the lip and soft growl. Boney didn’t take head. Next? Air snap. Boney wasn’t retreating. No one got hurt – unless you count Boney slamming himself into the piano leg and having a red face for a while. Boney is easy enough to pick up in order to diffuse the situation. The hard part is – I was across the room and saw it happen before I could even get there to diffuse it before it started. Boney doesn’t know how to properly read signals and Moby doesn’t realize he shouldn’t trap himself to start with.
Routine helps with our normalcy. Last night, we got to sleep in the bed for the first time in 2 weeks. We had our normal bed time. Today had our normal wake up time, breakfast and our normal length walk. Time to get back to routine. It makes everyone happier and healthier.
All too often we’re afraid to write about the “bad” things that happen in our lives. I can’t be upset about what happened – I just have to look at it as two siblings that are having a fight. “Mom, he’s touching me!” For the most part, the boys get along great and enjoy snuggling with their parents on the couch together. We’re normal and things like this happen to everyone. The most important thing is that you can deal with it, move past it and not let it get you down.