We called him mouse, almost from the very first day he joined our family. Such a tiny little guy, only 13 pounds at the age of four! He was instantly accepted and loved by our family and friends.
Nearly two years later, he's less of a mouse! More of a shark at 34 pounds and 37 inches tall. He would need to grow five inches and gain three pounds to scrape the bottom of the growth chart.
Theo is dealing with the consequences of the neglect and abuse he suffered during his first four years. We are all dealing. Even thought he is happy and healthy, this dealing overshadows his gains. Obsessions with water and food dominate his waking hours.
We must not leave any plates unattended. The refrigerator water dispenser must always be locked. The bathroom door is always closed. Cups must not be placed close to the edge of the counter top. You see there is a shark in the house and he wanders around looking for opportunities to feed his obsessions. Hyper-alert. Constantly circling.