A Touch of the Blues For Albert Claude

Last week we waved off the last of our summer visitors, my brother and his family. While we were sad to see them go as we’d had a lovely time together, I feel that Albert Claude breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Last week he was very happy that his world returned to what he considers a normal routine. That is, no different people, or dogs, or people with dogs, in the house. No different activities that mean I am distracted and occupied and not with him at all times. Even though I am never far from sight.

Albert has found the unfamiliar this summer a bit hard to cope with. There has been a lot, it’s been busy, sociable and noisy at times. It has been far from our usual, quite reclusive life. I need to get to the bottom of Albert’s worries so I can help him better. He never used to seem to mind having new people around, but I also know that he is noise sensitive, and easily startled by sudden movement. I can’t pinpoint when it started, but when Renae died, there was a marked change in him. When it started, or why even is not really important, what is, is that I understand how to help him.

I have been back at my desk for a week now and he is back to knowing how our days go and he is once again relaxed.

But, in order to help Albert when there is a change in the household, because there always will be, I have a plan. First stage was initiated last week. Once we return from our holiday to Guernsey, the full plan will be in place. I’ll say more about it once things are underway.

Albert is a sensitive, bright little chap. I want him to be happy at all times. Of course I know dogs have a full emotional range and there will always be times – fleeting I hope – when he’ll worry about something. What Albert Claude needs from me is the help to get his equilibrium firmly back. We’ll do it together.