My poor boy.
The mighty Zeppelin has had some rough times as of late. He had a pretty big fatty tumor on his front foreleg. We had it removed, had his teeth cleaned, and had a couple lip tags removed he’s been developing.
Had to wear the cone of shame for awhile until it healed. But on the plus side, his breath doesn’t smell like the dumpster behind the Chinese restaurant anymore! And, he’s part Jack Russel. The cone made him docile for awhile. Was like a vacation.
Friday night he had a seizure. He’d had them off and on when he was younger. We had him checked out and they found nothing. And then he didn’t have any for years. So he had one Friday strong enough to make him shit. Not awesome. That never happened before. But he recovered and cool.
Last night he had clusters. He had the first and shit again. Definitely more violent than his earlier years. But he recovered really quick. 20 minutes later, he had the worst I’ve ever seen. Recovery was horrifying. I’m fairly certain he had temporary blindness. He was fucked up. Which of course meant I was fucked up. And he paced for an hour, calmed down, and finally crawled in his den. All good for about 90 minutes. Then he has another. But it was like aftershocks. Mostly muscle stiffness and hyperventilating. Another hour of pacing.
I’d googled this shit after #2 and it said clusters, not pairs. And this one was more mild. Hour later he had another and he went to the animal hospital.
Enoch’s enough. I’m losing it. Had to leave him there. On a Sunday morning. Oh yeah. More than my mortgage. Fortunately, I’m well compensated. But damn! Don’t get me wrong, he’s so worth it. But this month he’s cost me close to a cruise or a at minimum, a 3 day all inclusive. And he is so gonna hear about it! 🤣
Because of his past history and last nights unprecedented severity, looks like he’s on a permanent regiment of anti seize meds.
He broke my heart last night. Multiple times! Little expensive bastard! But the love he returns is worth more than any of that. Can’t wait to pick him up.
Thanks for letting me vent y’all....
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I'm closer with my pet than with any of my siblings.
I'm surrounded by Aggies and most of them are Republicans.
I slept on my shoulder in a bad position and lost the motor control in my left hand for about five days. I couldn't type, tie my shoes, or lift anything heavy with my left hand. When I closed my hand to make a fist and released it so that my hand was open the middle finger remained in the closed position so I had to stop and move that finger back into the open position with my other hand. Then there was about four days where I had a stomach virus that kept me in close proximity with the bathroom.
Other than that, life is peachy keen. 
I’s blushing and touched over here.
Thank you marina!
He has a great dad though!
Thanks pants. Much love back!
as long as a vet can still see my pet, I'd do what it takes 
Holding you both in my thoughts for calmness and that the meds continue to help .
Id never seen a dog have a seizure until our last Lab Molly had one once out of the blue, and to say it freaked me out is an understatement. I know what you’re going through and my heart goes out to you and the Mrs. He sounds like a tough little dude so I hope he’ll be okay on his med regimen and keep driving you crazy for a long long time! They sure have a way of hanging onto our hearts.
He done broked my heart....
Brought a grin to me face! Thanks Atticus.
I am so so sorry to hear that! Hugs from a stranger...
