Hello, this is Maggie’s human half, Liz.
Maggie went to bed last night as usual. However, in the middle of the night, she was apparently tormented by terrible dreams. She started crying, shaking, and having violent tremors. This went on for a very long time, despite my attempts to quiet and soothe her. I would reach over and pet her, cooing to her and calling her name. For a moment or two, she would sleepily open an eye and settle down, only to fall back into whatever bad dreams and nightmares she was having.
This has happened to me before, and I know it’s awful. I would have a nightmare, shake myself awake, get up, go to the bathroom, and firmly tell myself to stop having this particular dream; only to fall asleep and land squarely in the middle of it again as though I had never interrupted it!
Maggie could sense my presence during her night terrors (I do believe that is what it was).
Ironically, night terrors run in my husband’s family, and two of his brothers suffered greatly from these. I say Maggie is definitely family and this is just one example of how true that statement is! As I pet her, she stretched out to get closer and closer, eventually driving me off the bed completely. After returning to bed to see that I had absolutely no room, I hung my legs off the side, only to have them fall asleep! So, I gently nudged Maggie over and she graciously let me have an inch or two of prime mattress space. I felt guilty about bothering her after she had finally fallen asleep herself! We were all exhausted this morning.
I wonder…what memories plague her that she has such a terrible time sometimes at night? Maggie does get a Clomicalm to help her as she is a very nervous and anxious dog.
Getting rid of the crate was a wonderful decision. I am sure she associates her previous life (of neglect? abuse? puppies taken from her when she wasn’t ready to let them go?) with the confines of the crate.
When I had her enrolled in school, the trainer said, “Do not let the dog sleep with you.” I am SO GLAD I caved and now the dog sleeps with us. Given Maggie’s nervous and hyper disposition, sleeping with her “pack” has calmed her down greatly. Not that I advocate not listening to one’s trainer, but…sometimes, a judgement call needs to be made.
I wish you all a peaceful night’s rest, and snuggles with your favorite furbaby.