Seizures

Bailey Jake had a seizure in April, the first he has ever had in his life. It was in the middle of the night and he was on my bed and I woke up to his shaking , kicking, foaming at the mouth and he wet all over the bed, It lasted about 2 minutes. I am familar with the seizures because I had a German Shephard who had them for 6 out of 7 years of his life. I never wanted to go through that again. I held Bailey and talked to him softly until it was over. I called the vet and they suggested to wait and bring him in to the vet in the morning unless he had more that night. He didn't and so we went in the next day and they did blood work and it all came back okay. They didn't want to put him on meds unless he started having lots of them.
He had another one a month later in May. Then a month later in June he had two a couple hours apart and they were bad so I rushed him into the vets office and they put him on a IV and gave him a large dose of phenabarbitol and sedated him and kept him all night. The next day he came home and was very unsteady on his feet. I have phenabarbitol to give him every 12 hours. The dose at first was too much because he was still real unsteady on his feet for days and as soon as we lowered it a little he was fine. He has adjusted to it well except he drinks alot and of course has to go pee alot and we have had a few accidents with that.
He hasn't had another seizure and it has been 6 weeks. Fingers crossed.

The Sneezies

For the last five weeks I have been having the sneezies every time I goes outside. It makes it hard to have fun. Momma has some drops to put in my nose when i start sneezing, cuz I hit my head on the ground when i sneeze so hard. Momma calls it my snuffer medicine, but I hate the cold wet drops in my nose. Today she got mad, cuz she just got a new bottle and when she went to put them in my nose I grabbed the bottle and bit holes in it. It squirted everywhere. Now I don't have my snuffer medicine, but i don't care. Leave this poor ol Black lab alone.

My 6th Birthday

Yesterday, May 11th, I turned six years old. It was a good Birthday. Momma bought me a new blue fluffy big dog bed, just the size to fit a big lab. My old one was getting worn out and flat, and you couldn't get the smell out where Pudge the Pug decided to be sick one night. He better stay off this one. You hear that Pudge! I also got a Jumbone. Yum Yum It took me almost 2 minutes to eat it. Momma also bought me and Pudge a cheeseburger(plain) home from McDonalds for our treat for dinner. I got a Shrek birthday cake with a big 6 candle that momma lit and blew out for me. Me and Pudge got to have a little piece each, outside cuz we make such a mess with cake. I ate mine in two bites and Pudge ate his slow, I think to tease me. It was a real good Birthday. Woof Woof Bailey Jake

Mom finally got me in a Santa suit.

I was having a good old nap on my old dog bed, dreaming of all the goodies, and toys Santa Paws was going to bring, when I was interrupted by my brother Pudge running around like a mad dog. Mom was trying to put a Santa hat on him to take a picture, but that never happened. I watched with amusement as she chased him around, and he ducked under furniture, and the kitchen table, and all places she didn't want to get on her knees to reach. Then suddenly she looked at me, but I had no where to go. She had this silly green and red velvet vest, and matching Santa hat. She tried several times to get the silly outfit on me, but just as she did, and backed up to take a picture, I tore them off. I was having fun, but by the look on her face, and the words a dog should never hear coming from her mouth, I could tell her day was not going well. I finally decided to wear the outfit, and pose for one picture, so here it is on my site. Please don't laugh. I only did it because I love my mom, and she's the one who's in control of the bones, and goodies.

Going to see Santa Paws

Yesterday was so exciting. My mom, dad, people sister Jenny, and my little brother Pudge the Pug all got in the car to go some where. We did not know where we were going, but Pudge and I sang (howled), all the way to town. I don't think the rest of the family appreciated us, because it was a 10 mile ride.Dad pulled up in front of Pet Co, and our tails really started wagging(well Pudge's kind of did because he has that funny curly looking thing of a tail going on, I haven't figured that one out yet). We got our leashes on, and in we went. There was doggie brother and sisters every where. I didn't know where to sniff first. Pudge decided he needed to mark his spot on a display of velvet dog coats. Mom was not impressed. We went over, and got in line. There was this funny looking person all done up in this funny red and white suit. Pudge went first. They put him on this guys lap(everyone was calling him Santa Paws}, and put this silly red velvet colar on him. I just sat back, and wagged my tail. I thought to my self, let them try that with me. Poor Pudge looked so scared. He get looking at me, saying Hey buddy help me out. His poor old eyes were bulging out so bad, I thought any minute they were going to pop out , and roll across the floor. That would have put some excitement in the situation. Next was my turn. I gave old Santa Paws a run for his money, and showed him what happens when they try to put anything sissy on an old black lab. It didn't happen. I finally decided to let them take a picture, but not before I left Santa Paws covered in a coat of black hair, and holding pieces of a red velvet colar. Next we got a biscuit treat, and Mom said it was time to leave. Some brother in the store had decided to leave a stinky surprise, and Mom was heading for the car fast. When we got back in the car, Mom said that was so exhausting that we were going to just drive through a fast food place, and head home. That sounded good to me. Of course it had to be MacDonalds( the only place people sister Jenny likes to eat). Me and Pudge had a hamburger(plain). When we got home, I settled on my nice old bed, and decided to take a nap.