Looking Back: Eni's First Happy Year
She fears little children, hubbub and fuss. When she is surrounded by many people she is very bewildered and sometimes runs hiding in one corner of another room or under the table because of the noise. She still digs out all of our clothes from the bathroom when she's alone at home, she brings it all to the middle of the apartment and she nests in the middle. She is very insecure and she doesn't manage well in the new environment.
Ever since Eni is in our lives a lot of things have changed. First of all, we have become aware of the ugly reality and destiny of helpless animals and horrors they live trough. It took Eni this long to start being a real dog and the time of rehabilitation and adaptation was slow and long. It was not until when we met with her that we realized what it means to be confined from the day of your birth. Simply put, she had no clue of anything. She was lost in time and space.
At the beginning she was afraid of everything: going by car, walking on the grass, big and new spaces, noise, television, loud talking, telephone, other animals, the traffic, the lash, the umbrella; all those things that are normal to us were completely new for her. It was not till then that we understood how "different" they really were from 'normal' dogs. We had to devise and build up a completely different approach of socialization and education. Without noise and reproof, only a lot of patience, love and approval.
The greatest therapy for Eni was Logo, our labrador, with who she first realized that she is finally safe and happy here. It was by him that she had slowly learned all the "dog" habits and adjusted to everyday new "obstacles." She was quickest in mastering the ruses like tearing the newspapers, pushing her head into the rubbish, barking, jumping on the bed and romping in the garden.
Many things changed in a year, the time she has been with us, but some of her old habbits are still here. She still drinks water in the same way: only once or twice a day, but when she decides to do it she doesn't raise her head from the bowl for a minute or two.
She doesn't like to go by car and she slobbers heavily in the car (they say it's due to the stress). She fears little children, hubbub and fuss. When she is surrounded by many people she is very bewildered and sometimes runs hiding in one corner of another room or under the table because of the noise. She still digs out all of our clothes from the bathroom when she's alone at home, she brings it all to the middle of the apartment and she nests in the middle. She is very insecure and she doesn't manage well in the new environment.
Still, most of the time she is indescribably happy, she never stops wagging her tail, she is quick and agile, curious, she has a great appetite from the first day, she is playful and beautiful. She is bound to the family and Logo and in spite of her dreadful destiny and growing up in a cage she has an excellent sense of smell and spirit and with each day she brings smiles to our faces and warmth to our hearts. We are most happy to be sorrounded with beings like her and that we can make them happy just as they do make us happy.
July 7, 2006