Earlier today I posted this video on my other business page, Slobbered Lens.
I replayed it a few times and noticed something new. In real life I thought I was noticing all of the things that mattered, and I kinda was.
This is Greer and The Boy running back to me when we were out for a bit of recreation. I remember adoring the look on Greer's face as she came back to me. I didn't call her - she just decided it was time.
She looked so happy. She was full of joy.
It wasn't until I watched his video a few times that I noticed Greer's tail. It was steady for most of her run to me. As she approached it swished a few times. When she was steps away, she did a helicopter wag. Twice.
You know the kind that goes around in a circle? That's the big happy with big (manageable) arousal.
This few seconds of video is now endearing in a new way, and I'm so glad I have it.
It's a reminder for myself that using video during interactions, whether they are meant to be entirely recreational or you are working on playfully learning, is really helpful. It's impossible to take in everything that matters at the speed of life, and having several opportunities to view what happened can give you more information about arousal, engagement, and a bunch of other things.
Plus you'll have the video to cherish. <3
Greer has a job where she discourages geese and coyotes from coming out into the open areas of a private cemetery. The geese she will politely corral and push back into safe spaces; she directly interacts with them.
The coyotes we've never seen. She tracks where they have their dens and lays scent around the perimeter of the developed, manicured grounds.
Over the weekend we encountered our first coyote. Greer was off-lead doing her thing and the coyote appeared near her den. They saw each other. Greer wasn't sure what to do, so she looked over at me and I called her.
You can hear the squiggle in my voice. I was concerned. Not that I thought anyone would get hurt, but I didn't want the coyote to be afraid and I didn't want Greer to launch into hyperarousal mode.
She came back. She kept her brain working. We were able to leash up and backtrack to work other areas - there was no lunging, barking, posturing, or any of that.
The next day we went back and the coyote was waiting for us. I pulled out my phone to record the talking the coyote was doing, and of course I had the mode set to photo rather than video. 🤦♀️
We'll see and hear her again, I am sure.
There are times I feel discouraged with what we aren't able to do. I tell myself that we haven't made much progress. I haven't been doing enough. I'm not the right partner. With someone else she'd be more relaxed and maybe would be able to enjoy more adventures.
This happened and I was floored. A coyote nearly her size was not far away with an enticing, exotic aroma. She wasn't tied to me physically. I couldn't restrain her. And she came back. She came back.
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Greer starts out of the frame and to the right on this video. The coyote is on the left, near the clump of green shrubs (that's where her little ones are hiding out).
Greer’s got a lot of anxious, restless energy in recovery from fireworks. Totally normal and appropriate as her stress hormone levels return to baseline.
We are working on more activities where I can send her away and she comes back,because I’m totally touched out with all the contact. This game started as a necessary task because months ago she stopped consenting to nail trims; simple sandpaper on a stair tread can do the job and make it fun.
Two weeks ago I had a cold sore. That’s an early sign that I’m in for a crash of my nervous and immune systems. I have a chronic Epstein Barr viral infection, and when it flares I can do very little. Plus, it makes every other medical condition I have worse.
It’s like having mononucleosis every day for years and years.
During flares, I get inflammation in my spine and brain. I can’t make simple decisions, like whether to stand or sit. Definitely can’t remember things. No amount of rest feels restful, amd I have the sensation that my face is so heavy it’s going to slide off my skull. Seriously.
I was diagnosed in 2014 and it’s the reason I quit working in emergency management and started working from home. Most days are good. I have great supportive care, including lifestyle changes that have made a huge difference. Today is hard, and Greer is here with me.
She knew I was off today. I woke up late. She didn’t complain. When I sat on the sofa, she came over with an antler and set up beside me with one paw on my exposed foot. This kind of paw touch reminds me that I have body parts.
I know that sounds weird. When my nervous system is having a hard time, and especially with inflammation, I can lose track of my limbs and begin to feel disconnected. A little pressure on my foot helps. It’s feedback I need.
Even though she likes to use both paws for holding her chew, she saved one for me today. 💗
A quick game of chase
Greer and I have conversation starters and invitations to play the other understands.
One of mine is waiting just inside the bedroom door. If she wants to play, she’ll respond by picking up a toy and slowly approaching the doorway.
Play like this builds trust. It establishes rhythm and connection. It is practice in receiving and sending messages.
And it’s fun. This kind of play is different from tossing a ball in the park or hanging on to one end of a tug when I’m doing something with my other hand. Here we pay close attention to each other, we are wide open, and we are free to experience joy.
The world needs more of that.
Please enjoy the various states of construction and renovation in our home. 😆