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life with a black lab and a yellow cat

Seizure monster GO AWAY!

Grrrrrrrrr...

Seizures today. Yuck. I woke mom up around 9 AM, I was licking her in the face so she knew something was up, I always let her know if I'm about to have one. So...she got me on the floor on a towel and just in the nick of time to. I had one, then another, then we went outside and I had 3 more within an hour. I ate, drank, went for a walk, and was acting normal, then another one hit. Man, there is just no rhyme or reason to these things. Now I am heavily drugged, bol, valium is an epi-dog's best friend. Mom says I look so silly walking around sideways and passing out mid-stride, but she really hates to see me like that.

The worst part is she has to go to work and daddy won't be home for 2 hours. She thinks I am done for the day...it's been an hour since my last one and hopefully I will just pass out when she leaves. Sammy got in BIG trouble today. He was being a big meany to me. Every time mom would go in for a second, and we were outside, I would try to get to the door and Sammy would snap and growl at me. So she threw him inside and smacked him on the butt as hard as she could (which isn't very hard and he probably didn't even feel it). She spent the morning outside with me holding my head if I was having a seizure and comforting me when I wasn't.

When we came inside Sammy was under the bed with his nose poking out. If you have never seen a 100 lbs dog pout, you really should witness it. It is quite pathetic. When I get out of my funk today, I'm gonna tell him how ridiculous it is to be jealous of the attention I am getting when I have a seizure. He pouted until mom finally told him it was ok and threw the ball for him. Baby brothers, sheesh!

Hope I feel better later, I hate these stupid seizures and I wish they would just GO AWAY!!

Woofs, sleepy drugged up Jeb

Call me the cake monster ;)

hehehe.

Well I am sure by now you have all heard of my legendary counter surfing skills. I usually work by leaving the item on the counter, and sticking my head up there sideways to munch on whatever item it is. I have consumed entire loafs of bread, 12 dozen muffins, bowls of candy, bags of treats, licked countless plates/pans in the sink and other assorted items, some edible, some not, BOL!

So last week was mom's birthday and dad made her a cake. Rainbow chip, her fave. All week they had been eating on it, and putting it in the microwave for safe keeping when they weren't eating it. Well...yesterday dad heated up some pizza and forgot to put the cake back in the microwave when he was done. Then he went upstairs to take a nap. So mom comes home, with guests, to aluminum foil and cake all over the kitchen floor, cake everywhere on the counter , and me covered in icing. She said I smelled like a fresh baked cake, BOL!

I had icing in my ears, on my nose, in my fur all the way down to my chest. The pan was still on the counter, but...all that was left were crumbs. The guests staying at our house this weekend have a dog, Panda. She had cake all over her too, so I had an accomplice. ;) Sammy, didn't have any cake on him, so mom assumed he didn't eat any and told him he was a good boy, blah blah blah. I swear I saw him eat a piece, he just cleaned himself up.

We devoured a little over half a cake, while dad slept upstairs. My belly was so full, if you stuck a pin in it, it would have popped like a balloon, BOL! ahhhhhhhhhh...I was in trouble, but mom found it hard to be mad at me, because I smelled so sweet :) She hosed me off outside which made me very unhappy, and she said this was my punishment.

Would I do it again...in a second. I see why rainbow chip is mom's fave!

Good news, we think :)

So...I went to the vet today. I was very nervous and I had to be muzzled to get blood work done, hehe. I was freaking out and mom was trying to keep me calm, but it wasn't working. So they took me, very unwillingly, to the back and got the blood. I only weigh 36 lbs right now. Last year at my physical in October I weighed 46 lbs. So the weight loss is an issue for sure. The vet is doing a regular CBC and also liver test and KBR test. She thinks maybe my not eating is from liver disease or it could just be that I am extra picky, BOL. We won't know for sure, but she told mom to keep feeding me kibbles and bits if it's what I want to eat because I need to get some weight on my body. Now the good news is... I am not BLIND!!! She thinks the spatial awareness, anxiety, sleeping problems and all that stuff is from the seizures and that I will make a complete recovery. WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Mom is so happy, she started to cry. She really thought it was gonna be bad news. The vet says that we will add phenobarb back to my meds if I don't have liver damage or we might increase the KBr if the levels are low enough. We will know more tomorrow as the tests come in. I will post the results in my diary.

I got to go to Petsmart after the vet and get a $30 spending spree, hehe, because the vet didn't charge mom a vet visit so she spent that money on me ;) I got rawhides, sirloin tip treats, marrow bones and a new collar. I picked them all out myself and dad was taking me home to enjoy them. I MIGHT share with Sammy, as he was pretty patient with me over these past few days.

Thank you all so much for your love and support. Without you all mommy wouldn't have been able to handle this as well as she did. I wuv you all so much pals. Woofs, Jebbers