I have to keep Paddy Wag in a room so she won't go around hunting for food at night since she is getting spayed in the morning. That's the only way I'm 98% certain she won't be drinking/eating. But she literally had an anxiety attack and was howling when she was left alone in that room. It was the saddest thing I have ever heard. It's like she is telling me: "Don't leave me here alone, momma." Oh my baby girl ...
So, I sat with her and stroked her head and sang "Angel of Music" .... I used to sing that to her when she was a real puppy. She calmed down and fell asleep but every time I got up, she would wake up and the crying begins. I cannot possibly sleep in that outside room.. so I thought the racketball court would be a good place - it's cool, it's enclosed, and there aren't anything that she can ruin (other than the wood floor). But she refused to get in there - like she knows she is claustrophobic.
So, I got her to the sunroom. I was prepared to sleep on the floor with her! Of course she doesn't want to stay in there.
I got her to the hallway leading to the carport, where she usually is if she is ever in the house.. Nope. She doesn't want it there either.
And finally, I took her outside. Leashed her up in the front porch. And she is whining now. My heart is going "awww poor thing!" Hopefully Buttercup and Bear/Sammie/Sam/Oso will come and join her so she won't feel totally alone.
Oh my girl... sleep Paddy Waggie ....
No one ever told me I would feel so much for a dog. She really is my baby girl.