I FUCKING HATE ASTHMA.
When this happens, it breaks my heart for her and she is scared and so damn sad. On top of that the constant monitoring is annoying to her because she is gloriously almost 4 years-old and has an independent streak that rivals my own but she MUST be monitored. Annoyingly so. So in my lame attempts to give her some space when sick, I have resorted to sitting in the stairwell while she plays. Or sitting in the bathroom reading a magazine. Or just randomly building Legos in her brother's room as she watches a movie in the next room with both ears always open.
This last time, though, I had a secret weapon. A set of ears I didn't know I had until they made themselves known. Those ears belong to a 9 month old pup named, Gloria Anne.
And it was that bout with sickness that changed their relationship forever. And by forever I mean, she goes to bed with Plum now.
Gloria used to stay downstairs with whoever was up the latest. But not anymore. Now, when Plum goes to bed, she goes too. Even forcing her way through a door to get to her.
And it doesn't matter if it's her normal time to get up and go outside to go potty, she will not get up until Plum does. I can try to lure her out if I get up before everyone else but Gloria is not interested. She will stay with Plum. She will always stay with Plum.
Just the best.
So there's that.