Take this morning for instance. When we woke up, she knew she was going for a walk and you would have thought she was 2 years old instead of 14. She wagged her little stubby tail, leapt down the hallway, and ran ahead of us, excited by the prospect. Sepia would get so excited that he overpowered her, I guess. She may have always done this, but we didn't notice. Now we do.
I also notice that she is much more attentive to me. She tries to always be in the same room with me. Perhaps she always did that, too . . . but it seems as if she was a little more aloof when Sepia was around. And she even sleeps on the bed now . . . before she would stay on the floor.
When I go to get in the car, she is there ready to go with me. She just goes to the back seat and sleeps, so I am not exactly sure why she likes to go . . . but she does. I wish she would sit on the console like Sepia used to do, but that's not Babs. On occasion she comes to the front seat, but usually she is happy in the rear.
Her eating habits are what I am not used to now. She has become a very picky eater. Once I started buying really good tasting stuff to entice Sepia to eat, rather than that hard food she used to eat, she WILL NOT go back to the old kind. When I was testing foods, I had tried some dried food for them. Although Sepia didn't like it (he didn't like anything by then,) the first time Babs tried it she loved it. So I bought a whole, pricey box for her. Won't touch it. So I mix in some of the good tasting stuff, some gravy, sometimes tuna juice with the rehydrated food. She is going to eat the stuff until the box is gone . . . I will win this battle . . . but it is hard. She finally eats it when I add enough to it . . . (kind of like when Don ate broccoli for the first time in college. . . add enough cheese to it, and it tastes just fine.) We have a long ways to go. I don't know where she got this picky streak . . . but it's ok. I like the new Babs just fine . . . even though I miss having Sepia around.
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