Friday, December 12, 2014
The good news is that Jackson is adjusting pretty well. After over a week of silence, he has started barking again, eating normally, drinking lots of water and is sleeping more. He is pacing less at night - good news for hubby and me since he was waking us up with his pacing. He does need a lot of cuddling and tummy rubs and sometimes wakes me up at night for ear rubs and gentle stroking. Our two smaller female pups have gotten Jackson back into playing mode and the three of them are hilarious to watch.
We have discovered that Jackson is a very smart dog. He sees what the smaller dogs do to get affection and he copies it. I often sit in an easy chair with Razzle and Missile in my lap. Tuesday night, Jackson decided that he should join them. Imagine, if you will, an 80 pound dog trying to crawl up into the lap of a person sitting in a recliner chair, who already has two other dogs in her lap. Then he got upset when the smaller dogs jumped down! I laughed at his antics until I cried! Yesterday afternoon, the two smaller dogs were sitting on the back of the sofa, looking out the window. I came along and asked them for doggie kisses and hugs. The next thing I knew, Sweet Jackson had climbed up on the arm of the couch and was unsuccessfully trying to lay on the back of the sofa so he could give and get doggie kisses and hugs. The problem was that he is 80 pounds and he couldn't balance on the back of the sofa. So, he figured out that he could sit on the arm of the sofa and drape himself over the back of the sofa so he could get his share of pats, rubs and kisses. It was so cute and the three dogs were totally adorable! Jackson hasn't yet mastered the art of a doggie kiss and instead he slurps the side of your face, but he continues to make good progress. 😀
Most of hubby's family will have arrived in town by today. The family is a large one and most members are loud and opinionated. Add in the stress caused by a death and there is plenty of potential for disaster. Hopefully everyone will be on his or her good behavior and will comfort one another instead of vie for dominance. Since hubby and I have been having nightmares about finding his brother's body, the doctor has given the two of us some medication to help with the trauma. The doctor said that the trauma usually only lasts a month or so and then starts to diminish. We sure hope that she is right. We are supposed to check in with her if the trauma lasts too long. I found her to be very reassuring as did hubby.
Today will be the start of four days of family activities, including the funeral, helping BIL's children get a handle on settling his estate and moving and packing BIL's personal effects. The process will be a sad one for everyone involved. I am not looking forward to many aspects of the weekend, especially the part where people ask about when hubby and I found the body after he had been dead for 4-5 days. It will be like reliving the trauma many times over. I don't blame the family for being curious about the situation, I think if the rolls were reversed I might feel the same way. I hope this weekend brings some closure and comfort to all of us. When and if it gets to be too much, hubby and I will simply go home to our own house and see the family when we return the next day. (We live about an hour away).
I know with some self nurturing and gentleness, we will get through the weekend in one piece. We have a safe haven (our own home and loving pets) to which we can retreat. I know hubby and I will be glad when it is all over.