Ativan So Far

At some point last night I heard a lone howl.  It sounded like the moan of a creature mourning her many months of captivity, a captivity I do not understand but can only surmise from her current behavior. Several times in the night I heard the sound of her shaking her ears.  When Dr. Sarah visited more than a week ago now, she had asked me to wipe her ears out with an astringent of tea; her left is dirty.  I haven't done it yet as I am hesitant to handle her.  I'll try today.  Bella is perky and interested this morning.  She allowed me to adjust her walk slightly, with only a brief tug of war.  (I don't want to keep walking through the grass when we return from our walk because I don't want tick exposure. I've decided to lead her up the driveway at the start and finish of our walk.)  Bella accepted her morning dose easily, wrapped in turkey and gravy.  She took each bite from my hand.   When I put her breakfast down, Bella ate immediately, with only a very brief pause to look at me cautiously mid way through her meal.  Overall, she seems more alive.