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[c106072cdop-cam21aug2.jpg] Camellia copes with tight harness
Camellia walked slowly (again) today, as we left and went out for our walks, both morning and afternoon. Sometimes she carried her tail low, sometimes high, curled over her back. Her tail was low a lot of the time today.
I got the impression she was quite tired, and certainly I had kept her extremely busy for all the past five days, and, no question, she needed more rest, partly to allow her cortisol levels to subside to base level, which would reduce the frequency and intensity of her startling.
Always aware of the possibility of bolting, especially with a sudden startle, I had been cinching up her harness, the last two days, quite tight, in the second hole from the last. It DID occur to me that maybe the harness was really too tight for Camellia's comfort.
Too bad I missed that this time, but at least Camellia seemed to benefit from the shorter walks on Day 6 - less pressure on the Startle-System.
I've always found it useful to remain sensitive to how a dog is feeling when we're out walking. So, I allowed Camellia to turn for home, and merely followed her home,
[c106083cdop-cam21aug2.jpg] Camellia Sentries from the Bay Window Sill
On Day 6, Camellia made many trips to the Bay Window Sill, which is a lovely Sentry Lookout Point, from which she can see up and down our long, grassy driveway. There's no serious danger of falling from there, as any fall would be blocked before it could really get started - by the bed, and by other furniture - night tables, bed-steps, and a rolled-up sleeping bag.
From the Sentry Sill, she can look through the house as well as up and down the driveway. She can see at least as far as the end of the kitchen, and somewhat, down the long hallway to the other end of the trailer.
Camellia's Sentriness quite closely matches Kumbi's, except that it seems less intense than his. Kwali would Sentry too, but not with the duration and intensity that Kumbi did. Camillia has the duration of a Kumbi, but, I trust, a lesser intensity, though indeed, when there's something to tell me about, she certainly tells me.
At one point, I could have guessed that Camellia would make a good Hearing-assistant dog for me, should I lose too much hearing. She wouldn't be difficult to teach! As in, "Show me."
I don't know if I'd bother to train her in detail. Certainly not now, as it would add too much stress to her life. But Kumbi would do informal retrieves for me, and I'll bet Camellia would easily notify - and show - me of whatever she thought worthy of my attention.
Well, dogs ARE rather naturals at doing such things!
In the evening of Day 6, I was writing a quickie note to Gail (Dame), who provided Camellia for me. I noticed Camellia was lying on Our Bed, at its foot, her hind legs over the side; her forelegs over the foot - and her head hanging down over the foot of the bed.
Kwali used to lie with her head hanging down like that at times, but not with her legs over the side as well. As I finished my note, and sent it, I remarked I thought Camellia was very unlikely to fall off the bed.
Naturally, it was only moments later that she did just that. She got caught between the night table and the end of the bed, and couldn't get purchase on the bedclothes, to get back up again. There she was, scrabbling rather frantically, trying to regain her place on the bed.
This was my opportunity to be Mum-to-the-rescue! So I went over promptly, took hold of the scrabbling Camellia, and managed to boost her onto the bed.
She didn't seem injured in any way; however, I'd never let such an event pass without checking, so I checked her over with reasonable care. I found no sign of injury nor pain of any sort, so the net effect was more one of slight emotional trauma than anything else.
Until I went to bed a few hours later, Camellia occupied the floor, or her crate, not Our Bed. I wondered if she would join me on Our Bed when I went to bed. To my utter delight, she did! - without hesitation.
Chalk up one lesson about untrustworthiness of bedclothes at the foot of Our Bed.
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