Where to?

Mary will tell me that she needs to use the potty and then when I've gotten her standing up with her walker, she'll ask, "Where to?" As you can imagine, I give all kinds of answers since I hear this question several times a day. Yesterday I asked her where she wanted to go. She answered, "The living room?" As we were standing in the living room at the time, this really tickled my funny bone. I said, "Yeah, let's go to the living room," whereupon she proceeded to go out to the hallway and head towards the bathroom. When she stood in front of the bathroom, she asked if that's where she should go, so I said yes. I was trying not to bust out laughing the whole time. I know I shouldn't laugh at her or tell stories on her, but some things are just too funny.

Last night after dinner Rudi was begging to beat the band like usual, so I finally got Bella and him some treats. Well, when he wanted more, I got a handfull of his dog food and Mary gave that to him. He took it and ate it like it was some delicacy! We both got a big laugh out of that. It was quite touching, too, because she wants so desparately to be needed and it gave her such a good feeling to have him practically eating out of her hand.

We finally, after a week, got the antibiotics for her UTI. I think they must mess with her. Last night in the middle of the night I heard her bells ringing and when I went in there, she was crying and saying she was so scared because she thought she was all alone. I got in bed with her for a while till she calmed down. She's so sweet.