Talia has been a bit weird about her food recently. I think that she maybe found her daily medication in the mince balls I put on top, and that has put her off. It doesn't take much for her trust to be shaken. So a few times, I've ended up hand feeding her her meals, which is kinda messy since it's largely wet.
Last night, she wasn't having it from her bowl on the mat, turned her nose up and wandered back into her kennel, and sat on her bed at the back, next to her den. I followed her in to put the bowl on the bed - normally at this point she would sneak into the den, but she just sat there, looking at me, so I sat on the floor and hand-fed her. Dinner had salmon oil on it. Delightful.
Once she'd finished, I stood up to go - again, she'd normally go into her den when I stand - and started to smooth out the blanket over her sofa. As I was doing this, she hopped on up and laid down. Unexpected.
I gently sat down next to her and we had a little chat, then I asked her if she would like an ear rub (put my hand out, see if she moves/turns away "no", or stays put "yes"). Apparently, the answer was yes. So I rubbed and scritched for a while, then stopped. She looked at me balefully, then pawed at me! HAHA! She's learned to ask for more! So I stayed with her, scratching her ears, for about twenty minutes, stopping every so often to see if she would ask again, which she did. Funny girl!
Leash work has had a bit of a set back, so I'm just working on relationship right now, and think we'll just have to go all-out with the drugs. I've got an appointment with the vet for Ginny tomorrow, so I'll have a chat about it then. But relationship-building seems to be going OK, if last night was anything to go by
I didn't realise you were so worried about this.
for Talia and a massive 
for you x
