Today has been a weird day for the dogs. We have a lot of weird days, but this one involved a lot of sleep, followed by a lot of unstructured outside time, followed by crate time, followed by people hauling large quantities of "stuff" into the house* (which resulted in dogs being outside again so they didn't escape). Somewhere along the lines Bailey turned into Bailey... and got stressed. We trained a little bit and as I was getting myself some food she clearly came over and "asked" to be put away. She's never done that before, except at bedtime. I saw her looking at Rasza grooming himself, I said her name softly and her eyes were almost pleading when she turned to me, it was quite sad. She made eye contact and then headed for my room. She wanted to be away from the cats, from everything, so I just shut the door to my room. If I crate her and leave the door open, cats/Buzz are likely to walk in and frustrate her while she's in her crate, so I just shut the door.
This isn't the first time I've started to wonder if the Fluoxetine isn't working as well anymore. She's clearly *thinking* now, and I have a much larger window between observing troublesome behaviors and her reacting, but she doesn't seem to be relaxing like she did when we initially started it.
*(I'm afraid to jinx it, because the papers haven't been signed but... the large quantities of "stuff" are ours, from another place that will hopefully not be ours anymore very, very soon.)