Stella Speaks
So, today's post is going to be all about me! My hoomans took me and Dobby (my surrogate brother from another mother) out on a road trip these last few days. Now, I used to hate the car and when I say hate I mean DESPISE the vehicle. It always felt like I was being taken somewhere to be dropped off and gotten rid of again (trauma from my past resurfacing) but my hoomans have made the car a fun place to be. I do not mind going in the car now. I used to be so anxious that I would throw up within about 1 minute into any car ride, no matter where we were headed. Now, I told them that I didn't like the car maybe not in so many words, but I told them in actions. I would struggle with them to get in the car, I would try and get out of the car once I was in it, and I would throw up every time I was in it. Well, I have trained them well to be good hoomans after all because they listened. They would take me into the car for small trips around the block with Dobby to get me used to it