Since I’ve been “poorly” my livestock guardian dog has been very worried. She guards me most of the time, and if I hurt, she will try to climb on top of me. She’s developed a new behavior — one is very charming. She “sits pretty” directly in front of me, then wraps her front legs around my knees in a hug and looks up at me with all the love in the world in her eyes.
I was awakened a little while ago (it’s 3:30 am) with pain and decided “Ef it. I’m just getting up.” I made chamomile tea (yeah, me, I did that). Bear was immediately concerned. “What? She’s up? She’s dressed?The routine is broken! Something’s very wrong! What can I do for her?”
As this thing I’m allegedly supposed to have is stress related, it’s good to have a dog like her since her big gift to the farm is her ability to calm nervous and stupid animals. If I were to get — as I’ve gotten — just a tiny shred of a farm, I’m glad it’s Bear. She might belong out there on this hills with hundreds of sheep on this -4 degree night (-20 C), but I’m so glad she’s here with me, and I get to be the forlorn creature to receive her care. It actually DOES help. ❤
P.S. I’m vastly better today. I think what happened is one variety of flu attacked my body at the same time another variety of flu was on its way out. The second wouldn’t have been so long lasting, painful or virulent if I hadn’t already been sick and my immune system drained. Thank you all again for your kind wishes and concern.