Finbar is having bedtime problems. He’s afraid of his bed. Makes getting him settled at night even more fraught than usual.
Nightmares come
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that move the shadows
what sleeps fitfully behind the fear
of the creaking bed is too terrible
for human imagination to contain.
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Poor Finbar! Did something happen that he associates with that bed?
No, it’s the bed he’s always had. We found him a few mornings running lying (with his blankets, he’s not stupid) on the doormat! I’ve moved his bed onto the doormat and he seems okay with that. It just adds another scene to the nightly ritual of getting them all to consent to go to bed. If the neighbours knew they’d think we were mad.
Sounds perfectly normal to me. 🙂 My bedtime ritual always involves settling the cats, and my daughter has to tuck in her dog in his bed, and if he gets up at night, she has to tuck him in again. We’re all crazy pet parents. Haha.
I feed that cats around 11pm because if they’re fed earlier they disappear and we can’t catch them to get them put out of harm’s way for the night. Trixie ends up on the bed and the little cat plods over our heads in the attic all night chasing spiders. They start to get agitated around 10.30, rolling on the keyboards, knocking things off the table, the usual cat antics. Finbar has to be taken out for a pee, on his lead because otherwise he runs after things and half-kills himself. Then the cats get their biscuits, Finbar gets a treat, I make his bed, the cats try and escape from the veranda back into the house then fight over which one gets the top bunk. Now I also have to drag Finbar’s bed (huge) onto the doormat and make it up there, with his back to the scary window, entice him into it and just hope there won’t be a storm or he’ll be attacking the door to get into our bed.
Fun times at the Dougherty house! 🙂
You’re not kidding 🙂
🙂
Poor,poor Fin 💜💜💜
One of the girls was aking if we had started looking for a replacement for him! He’ll be eleven this summer. I asked husband if he’d want to adopt another Galgo, given how…strange they are. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Finbar draped over an armchair asleep with his nose scraping the floor. The he said ‘You mean a dog that licks your face and jumps up and wags its tail at strangers?’ ‘Yeah’. He thought about it and said, ‘No, I think I prefer the undomesticated kind’. He’s a cat person really.
What about you, would you like another dog
I can’t imagine ‘another’ dog. I think we ought to get a second dog soon as it will be so hard to think about replacing Finbar.
Yes indeed, can you talk the man with the sythe round 💜
Probably. Trouble is he’s not a dog person and has never thought of Finbar as a dog. He says it’s like having an autistic child! Maybe we should just set to and put a fence all the way round the place and adopt a herd of galgos 🙂
Oh! Yes do they are so beautiful and I bet he loved Finbar really 💜
He does. Finbar was tarrified of him when we lived in Bordeaux but they get on fine now. I think it’s because there aren’t any stairs here. The sound of husband running downstairs used to send him crazy. Bad memories of some kind.
Yes it’s awful what terrible things some animals have to cope with.
Makes me feel ill reading about it.
Me too, infact I refuse to read
I know. Even the petition sites, I find it so distressing.
Why are humans so cruel 💜💜
No idea. We’re a flawed species.
We are indeed 💜
🙂