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He will want you to chase him, and will go around and round and circles, and if you don't chase him, he'll kind of whine/bark at you to get you to come get him. As soon as you get near him, he'll run off over and over again. He'll go and hop on furniture, everything. It's kind of funny to watch him doing this. And he will also, after he drinks water, he is kind of wet around his mouth. So, he uses a blanket, a bed, the carpet, anything he can wipe his face off with, he will rub his face on it to get it dry.
He will also, when he getting ready to nap or go to bed, he will dig with his front paws, I guess it's called burrowing, and he will keep doing that to the area he's going to lay down on...like he's out in the wilderness and trying to get a comfortable place to lay down. He does it every time. It's so funny...especially on my bed...it's like "you're not going to dig down". I had to buy a sling...it's actually a baby sling...because when I sit at my computer, he wants to sit on me like a baby who is being burped on your shoulder. So, I got the sling so that I could have both of my hands free to type on the computer.
When I have night terrors, he wakes me up before the terrors get too bad and cuddles with me to calm me down to get back to sleep. He also helps me when I am anxious or having a panic attack and will 'cover' or jump onto my lap if I am sitting. If I am standing, he will attempt to jump into my arms. He is still learning to notice and help me by warning me if I am about to black out.
I look forward to getting out more often now that I have my wonderful Service Dog to assist me. Kai has truly been a lifesaver.
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