How the Three Bear family got one night of rest
My family of the three bears (Papa Bear, Mama Bear, and Miss Crankypants Teen Bear) live fairly stressful lives. With the stress of our economy and lifestyle — job requirements, keeping a home business healthy, teen dating, extended family demands that keep us sleepless at night, and two demanding cublets (puppies) — a full night’s sleep is a rare commodity in our household.
So the other night I hung out with some friends who, like me, use Essential Oils, and I found out that Peace and Calming oil can be used on pets. I’ve been a big believer in aromatherapy for the past twenty years, and just recently started using essential oils. I announced, upon returning home, that I was going to experiment that night … to the derision of Papa Bear, who said aromatherapy wouldn’t work on animals.
About 11:30 p.m., Papa Bear wakes up from his brief nap to find out that Teen Bear has not returned home from her date. I am sitting up, waiting for her. Like all grizzlies woken from their naps, Papa Bear starts roaring and fumbling for his cell phone.
When Teen Bear strolls in the door, he roars some more. Teen Bear starts growling, too, but ends up crying, and we are now on the rollercoaster of emotional distress! Meanwhile, the ever energetic Chihuahua climbs into my lap and lies there shaking, while the room swirls with emotion.
After things calm down and tissue boxes are produced and used, I announce that everyone is getting dosed with a drop of Peace and Calming, and some with possibly two or three drops! I put a drop on my finger and rub paw pads of the ever energetic Chihuahua and the yapping Miss Muppet, who is not yapping now, but hiding from all the emotion. The teen immediately sticks her feet in my lap for her dose, but the tired, drooping Grizzly Bear shrugs me off. I get my Frankincense oil and tell the teen I’m going to rub it on the back of her neck and after an initial protest, she pulls up her hair. Grizzly Bear shrugs me off again, but I manage to run my fingers across the back of his neck, too. He says he doesn’t like the smell of the oil but the teen – wonder of wonders! – says she does.
Meanwhile the ever energetic Chihuahua – about five minutes had passed since I rubbed her paw – gives two big yawns and makes three turns to curl up and sleep. Miss Muppet is sleepy, too, and when placed into her kennel, never makes a whimper or yap the rest of the night.
I didn’t dose my feet but cupped my hand over my nose and inhaled the aroma. I got about 6 hours of sleep as compared to the 2 or 3 I was getting from previous nights. Papa Bear let Miss Muppet out of her kennel about 5:30 a.m. and commented how she had never barked at all (she usually starts yapping about 3:30 or 4 and I have to get up and scold her or give up and stay up the rest of the morning).
The ever energetic Chihuahua did not get up until 6:30 a.m. She normally starts whimpering or scratching on our door about 4 a.m.
The teen bear … meh. She doesn’t know if she slept well or not. The fact that she doesn’t remember tossing and turning through the night bodes well, though. Now to find that bottle of Joy and slip it into her foot massage routine…