May 17, 2003 (Day 28)
We have been a little curious how Sara, Tyler and Gunny would react if they saw someone they didn't know. Today we had to let the water company check out our inside meter and we saw first-hand. It wasn't pretty. All three of them ran to a corner and shivered.... Gunny was the worst, as usual. He was very visibly frightened. Poor little thing. But we didn't have much choice, since the water company is the only one who can replace a broken meter. Fortunately the service person never even tried to make contact with them, so they could pretend like they were invisible. At least, that's what they seem to be trying to do at times....
After the water company left, it became very clear to me that we need to try something else. This week has seen little if any change, and while not every week will be progressive, last week wasn't very great either. So, I decided to start with Gunny and do something a little different. I picked him up, and took him with me.... away from his brother and his mom.....
The next thing Gunny knew, he found himself introduced to Kimba, Chaunie, and Caralysa. If there was any chance of this pup warming up, these girls would find it. We had to limit the time together because while Gunny should be worm-free by now, he still needs to be checked again by a Vet. But for now, we decided to just monitor the exposure. And the results of this experiment? Read on....
At first, Gunny wasn't sure what to think. But after a few minutes, his curiosity won out, and he ran over to check out Chaunie, with Kimba following him every step of the way. He gave a great big smile when he saw Caralysa, who is just about the same size as he is right now. And they all starting romping and playing..... Eventually, our three girls curled up at my feet for some quality time, which meant if Gunny wanted to play with them, he would have to approach ME. Something he had NEVER done to this point.....
Sure enough, Gunny walked right to me, and while Kimba and Caralysa gave him a good face-washing, he stood there and let me pet him. Sure, he was really more interested in the other dogs, but the point is, he still approached me, on his OWN, and without any real sign of fear. Oh, how I wish I had my camera then..... his tail was wagging and his face lit up with a glow in his eyes where there had not even been a spark of hope before. From now on, "dog contact therapy" will be the prescription for him. It seems to be a major door-opener!