Feeling Her Oats

Emme is getting more like her real self each day. This morning, she was feeling her oats and decided to play a game of "You'll Never Find Me." After Ken and I took the dogs out first thing this morning, I went back upstairs to brush my teeth and wash my face. Emme, of course, came with me. When I was done, I went back downstairs into the living room and sat on the couch for my regular early morning visit with Emme. Every morning, we sit together quietly on the couch and I tell her what a good girl she is as I am slowly waking up. Then after checking his email, Ken comes into the dining room and sits at the table. We play a couple rounds of "Go Get..." and then the humans get some coffee.

Not this morning. When I went into the living room, Emme was no where to be seen. I called for Emme and then to Ken in his office to see if she had gone in to see him. Not there. I went back upstairs to make sure I hadn't shut Emme in the bathroom or the closet. Not there. I came back downstairs and now the two of us looked for Emme, calling her name all the while. Of course, Emme was no where and she didn't make a sound. This is the important part of "You'll Never Find Me." Emme refuses to respond to our calls. We call "Emme, come" and she remains totally silent. I got down on my hands and knees to check if she was in her hiding place under the dining room cabinet. Not there. Back upstairs to see if she had pushed open the door to the guest room and then could not get back out. Not there. Finally I went into my sewing room, kneeled down on the rug and found Emme tucked under the drawers of my desk, all the way back by the wall absolutely invisible.

Now that she was found, Emme could come out and go downstairs. We took puppy classes so that Emme would learn some important commands like "Come." She knows these commands, but when she plays "You'll Never Fine Me" she has different rules. She hides; I call; she remains silent. I HATE this game but I am glad that she is feeling enough better to play.