Therapy

"Petey, you look rough," one of the others observed. "Yeah," he responded. "I've focused her on actionable empathy to mitigate her doomsday OCD, so I've had to peck at myself quite a bit." Everyone nodded. "There's real progress, though, and my feathers will grow back," Petey concluded. "Anyone else?" "I've hit a brick wall with the exercise thing," Fiona shared (with a sigh). "I pull us as far as I can on walks at least three times each day, but routine is not the answer with this one. I've made arrangements for two locals to push a medium-ish tree over onto the house. I think the adrenalin rush is needed and the repairs will be the kind of focused project we need." "Same conclusion with mine," Tiffy Sparkles added, "although the impact needed to be felt deeply and then quickly remedied. I pushed two heirlooms off of the mantel and now we're into a front room remodel, so ... it's working out so far." "How's yours in quarantine, Paolo?" "Fucking annoying," the surly chihuahua answered with a half-growl. "It's time for the toughest possible love."