The Lull of the Shore...

So, while nothing is set in stone yet, my family has recently made an offer on a beach property in New Jersey. While the rest of Jersey I essentially detest, the beach is...well..it's the beach! The seller has accepted their offer, but due to various other complications, we're still waiting to hear back with the final word.They've been looking for years, but not until recently have I really grasped the awesomeness that it would be to have free access to a beach home year round. If you remember, Ferguson, Eric and I were lucky enough to visit Dewey Beach for Greyhounds Reach the Beach:It was a lot of fun, but both of us felt like it'd be more...

A problem I've had with Ferguson for a while is his lack of appetite in the morning. While Winry happily eats anything put in a dish in front of her, Ferguson sulks in front of his soaked bowl. If I mix it with wet food, he will pick out each little chunk and leave the rest. To get him to eat, he must be confined to the pen with his food, and even then, it takes him around 45 minutes of picking. Unfortunately, I think much of it is Ferguson associating eating with me leaving in the morning. Because of the way our schedule tends to work, it's a little inevitable. While he can now tolerate me leaving with not crying or harming himself, he...

Success, and hopefully more...

Winry: "Who, me?"The benefit of Winry has become quite apparent now with Ferguson. Winry: "I like my brother! He has a comfy butt for a pillow!" Now, after a year of many ups and downs, we are at a point of having a good grasp on Ferguson's separation anxiety. We have learned quite a lot and even learn new things every day about him and how it works. Most recently: a) his anxiety is directed at ME, so other people can leave him and it's no big deal as long as he has Winry (good news for Eric though!) b) he must physically see me leave the house to be satisfied that I am gone. c) a schedule is important...it's not cool when you up and leave...