My dogs and I have a daily routine. There are certain times when they eat and each knows exactly where to stand to eat. I feed them in the same order and the same place every day. We go outside at set times each day. Some trips outside are quick outings for them to relieve themselves and come right back to the house. Other times are play times when they can either find things to do on their own or Rob and I organize games for them. The have bedtime routines, too. First they have their yogurt, then they go out, then they get their cookies and go to bed.
I think routines are good for them. They know what to expect and what's expected of them.
The first two days went along pretty smoothly because Morgan was in pain and scared and so she just did whatever we told her to do. But, on Sunday morning Morgan woke up angry and let me know right away. Because she can't do stairs, I fed her in the living room while Rob took the others to the garage for their usual morning routine. I offered Morgan her bowl of kibble, but instead of eating it, she pushed the pieces around in the bowl, then just looked at me defiantly. When I told her to stop pushing the pieces around and eat them, she flipped the bowl over with her nose sending kibble all over the place.
Today has been much the same. Morgan must now unlearn her old routines and accept new ones. Eventually she will accept the inevitable, but for now she's angry and wants everyone to know it.