Last night found us visiting the nursing home again. I like that the girls are comfortable enough with it now that I can relax and not stand on tiptoe worrying about what they might do. For the most part, Bunny and Blueberry comport themselves like well-behaved young ladies. Morgan likes to keep Mr. Taleteller on his toes a bit, but she’s generally well-behaved as well.
Last night presented a new challenge for us, though. For some reason, they were playing a movie in the main lounge of the nursing home. Normally, this isn’t something I’ve seen them do there, although the television is usually on for those who wish to watch. The challenge came in when we realized that all of the residents were holding cups of ice cream and each also had a cookie.
Now, most of the time, I don’t worry about the girls being there around food. Ice cream is Bunny’s kryptonite, however. She finds it hard to resist, and while most of the time at home she won’t even beg us for our food, when ice cream comes out, she will pull out all the stops to get a taste. Finding ourselves in a roomful of people with small cups of ice cream at Bunny nose level was more than a little daunting. Add to that the fact that I also had Blueberry with me and it gets even more dicey.
The really hard part is that most of the residents think that she should have some ice cream. When I tell her “leave it,” they immediately tip the cup down a little more and tell me that it’s okay for her to have some. It’s not okay for her to have some, even though she’s licking her little chops and practically tap dancing on the linoleum. I don’t want her to think she can take food from the residents there when she feels like it, and often, they have things with medications in them. You never know what might be in some of the food they have.
I think I said “leave it” fifty times if I said it once. Fortunately, she did leave it every time, although she employed a lot of lip licking, doe eyes and meaningful looks. I was really proud of her. Heck, it’s not even easy for me to resist ice cream.
We left that part of the nursing home rather quickly and made our way to the Alzheimer’s wing where things are a bit calmer. Bunny learned that I had liver treats in my bait bag. Her attention became focused on me once again and she got back into the groove of visiting.
I am proud to say that she made it out without taking one bite of ice cream from anyone. It was a really good night for her. So, to celebrate, we stopped by Dairy Queen on the way home and had some ice cream. After staring at everyone else eating it, we all wanted some in a pretty big way, even though none of us needed it. It was definitely an evening that made me see how far she’s come.
Please stop by Ronnii’s blog this weekend and wish her a happy birthday. She was supposed to have a big celebration this weekend that she was sharing with her brother, Richie, who sadly passed away this week. The party will go on as planned, but it would make Ronnii and her family very happy to have a lot of people attend. You can get there by clicking on their badge.