How our dog has changed my Autistic/Aspergers son’s life

We used to have cats. Persian Purebred cats to be exact. My son never really connected to them and in the end we found out he was very allergic to them. But we had made a commitment when we got the two of them so we kept them for their full life time.

Fluffy lived to the age of 19.

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This is Fluffy

Princess to never be out done by Fluffy of course lived to the age of 21 years and 11 1/2 months.

Princess and fluffy

Princess is the white cat

 

They were awesome companions for my family. When the children were little Fluffy got rides in their play shopping cart, swaddled up in a blankee like a baby and carried every where. Princess was the protector. She parked herself outside their doors at night and watched them. She would when they were babies lay on their blanket and watch them.  We got them both when they were 8 weeks old. After the cats passed our family missed them terribly. They were after all part of the family.

 

Fast forward now to August 2011. We have a child with life threatening allergies, so no idea can be decided without allergy testing. This child also happens to by my oldest, he is on the spectrum. Aspergers is not what defines him. Its just what helps others to be compassionate and try to understand where he is coming from. He is an awesome child.

We started allergy testing in September 2011 to see if we could have a dog in the house. After many tests and tears from blood draws and scratch tests we found out we have to have an hypoallergenic breed. So then we looked at sizes. We decided small is best as my son was scared of large dogs at that point. And we traveled alot in our RV at that point.

We started frequenting the pound/shelter. We decided we wanted a dog as young as possible. And we wanted to rescue one. We decided on a Yorkshire Terrier or a small Poodle. It caused many sad feeling every time we left with empty arms. So I told the kids I would just put us on the interest list and quit visiting the shelter.

January 1 2012 we got the call!! They had a Yorkie/Poo (Yorkshire Terrier/Poodle) The perfect mix! So I cancelled all our plans that day and off we went! She was dropped off at the shelter in November 2011 at a mere 8 weeks old and ounces of weight by a breeder. She was housed in an outside concrete cage for the winter. We were unsure of her. She looked too timid, wouldn’t make eye contact, Wouldn’t let us pick her up. And then the most beautiful thing happened. My son with Aspergers sat on the cold damp concrete and this little bundle of fluff walked out of the back corner of his cage right into his lap and set her head down and looked into his eyes. At that point my son said I think shes like me Mom. It was a done deal!
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Love at first sight
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A boy and his best friend

Now people say We’ve “Rescued” Her. I Beg to differ. I feel she rescued us. She is my sons best friend, confidant, protector, at a mere 9 pounds. She is now 2 years old, full grown. She has allergies just like my son. Some of the same items actually! Corn, food coloring, fish, peanut oil. This dog is a perfect addition to our hectic family.

When my son used to come home from school he would be stressed. I had a rice bin with objects in it to comfort him. It worked! Now he comes home you can see the stress dissappear as his pup jumps up at him to be picked up. He bends over picks her up and she buries her head in his neck. Then the kisses start!
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How could you not melt looking into those eyes he has asked me.

Now mind you this is a child that until we got this wonderful pup wouldn’t let you hug him without pulling back against your hug. If you don’t have an Autistic child you will never feel the heart break of that or the missed kisses, being told I love you Mom. He is not my only child. So I know both sides of the coin so to speak.

Well within 6 months of getting this little fur ball he so lovingly called Waffles due to the way she flattens out on the ground this child was 100% different. At first he’d pull away from her kisses. Now he gets upset if she doesn’t have any for him. She is always on him. He takes her everywhere. We have a trailer for the bikes. He straps her in there and off they go.
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Here is his brother and our dog.

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Part of the next chapter of our RVing lives

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We sold the trailer last month. The truck is now for sale. We are going to buy a used motorhome when we have cash saved up.

We are excited to be loan free for the first time in 7 years. That is why the next RV will be paid for in full. No loan!

Our camping adventure is far from over. We really love it. And are looking forward to getting a new toy to work on and fix up.
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Their all packed!

For their backpacking trip that is. The boys are going with their Boy Scout troop this weekend on a backpacking trip.

They will hike into camp, set up tents, cook etc. And hike out the next afternoon.

They had their weigh in last night. Their only allowed to carry 25% of their weight in their packs. Their excited. And ready to go!
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Its to be another hot weekend. Please pray for safety for the group of boys and adults going.
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People you are meant to meet

We were out camping over Thanksgiving break. Had a wonderful time.

When I arrived at camp late at night my husband met me at the guard gate. When I pulled up he was chatting with the guard.

Now the campground is located in farm land. Next to a dairy across from wheat fields.

As I got close to the campground I could see a fog covering the street off the dairy farm. And OH BOY did the dairy farm stink that night.

So when I arrived I said to the guard wow cows are ripe tonight! He says yes they are!! My son blurts out zombie cow fog too. Well we were all laughing. Autism is great! He always lightens the mood.

So anyways the guard/ranger was very nice told my husband he would have taken me to our camp site. That my husband didn’t need to come up.

Well we go to our site and in the morning there is that same park ranger across from us. That’s where he lives.  In a park with 500 spots what’s the chance of my husband picking the spot across from him?!

Ranger turns and says howdy neighbor! We say hello. Later that evening we met his wife. Nice couple.

They were living very high on the hog. He made lots of money, had a big home, 40 foot diesel pusher,  a boat, fancy cars, a Harley. Then there were a few events that happened and turned their lives upside down.

They tried to fight to keep their home. They fought a good fight. But in the end this lovely couple came to the conclusion that they had each other. And that was the most important.

They sold their home, boat, cars, Harley, diesel pusher. They downsized their Rv to a 5th wheel. And they moved from one end of our state to the other end.

And we just happened to park next to them. God Bless them. They have made some tough choices.  But in the end they said we have each other, a place to live and a starting point. To rebuild from.

Great couple. Looking forward to seeing them again next month.

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Things I saw at the Campground

Where to start? I saw unattended children. Dogs tied to trees, no owner outside. I saw people let their dogs spray picnic tables, one man kept letting his dog poo right by our door.

Yes he picked it up. But why let your dog on my camp site in the first place?! Its rude and disrespectful. 

In my community there is a 6 foot leash law. All the people at the campground had those really long retractable ones.

My kids said I’m glad that’s against the law where we live. I said yep I agree.

We had a small child probably 4 years old kicking and throwing rocks at our RV while his father stood there and spun around his pink umbrella.

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There was the neighbor with the 44 foot RV full of bass speakers pumping through the park all night one night.

Then the drunk guy threatening someone’s kid and the sheriff officers that showed up but the drunk was gone.

To return at 230am and wake us up with all his noise, security showed up to deal with him.

Then you have the diesel pushers that just idle at all hours. Their not going anyplace. Just running.

We enjoyed the park train that came threw everyday.

And the pup learned to bark at big dogs! Lol everytime one would walk by shed bark.

I prefer camping living over this stick house I’m sitting in right now. Never have been a house person. I’m happier outside.

We had a great week. Saw lots of cool things. Had wonderful family time. And the pup was awesome. Not one complaint when we would carry her for hours while we were out. At almost 9 pounds she has no business being on the ground in most situations.

I don’t think people would step on her. But larger dogs always try and get her and she shakes as and shivers in fright.

Anyway, hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!

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Waffles is ONE!!

Our yorkie-poo Puppy is now One year old. she is full-grown we are told. But at just 9 pounds she will always be a puppy to us. People say you save an animal from the shelter. I beg to differ. She saved us. She has brought so much happiness to our lives. Shes brought my Child with aspergers out of his shell.

She goes everywhere with us. School drop offs in the morning, camping, grandparents visits. Shes a great addition to our family. Here are some pictures of her first year.

This is the day we brought her home. The first time we met her.

Buying her a harness and leash. My son with Aspergers was holding her. Since the day we brought her home he has not wanted to set her down. This is one pampered pup.

Waffles loves car rides!

Her first time camping. She had a blast. We knew at that moment we fell in love with the perfect pup for us.

Growing up! Shes looking like an adult Yorkie-poo now. She is 7 months old. She loves to nap on my bed.

Bath time! She loves the bath.

Her favorite ball. Loves wiffle balls!

The big day has arrived!! Waffles is ONE YEAR OLD!! 10/1

Here is a picture with her in her Halloween costume.

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Summer time fun and my aspie kiddo

Ive tried very hard to make sure there is a schedule everyday even during the summer.

My aspie thrives with tight schedules (as the rest of the family does as well). No schedule= meltdowns, whining, tears, and possible stemming which we refer to as spinning and flapping in this house.

Camping was a success. No tears, whining, frustration. We did have one break through flapping session when we bought ice cream.

The rest of this week we have playdates, an rv to clean, chores to be done and Church activities.

Hope everyone is having a wonderful summer!

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