February 25, 2006

My Dog Had a Seizure

(Filed under: The Vet)

Speak had a seizure today. And I don't mean he stole my rope and ran off with it. Well, he did that, too, but he also had a seizure. He seems fine now, but it's pretty scary stuff. He may try to fight me all the time and thinks he's all that, but I still like my (little) big brother.

It happened this afternoon when Speak was sitting in the front hall. Abby looked up and all of a sudden Speak wasn't walking on one front leg and one back leg and his head was shaking. Abby called him over and he responded, so he wasn't out of it, but he kept shaking. She picked him up and called Kevin and they tried calling the vet and rudely locked me in my kennel--apparently they didn't need the services of the only one in the house able to communicate with Speak.

After a few minutes Speak stopped shaking, jumped off the couch (apparently he had regained the use of his limbs), and ran up stairs--presumably to mock me for being locked in my kennel.

Abby called one of her dog trainer friends (I like them, their pockets smell like tasty) and it sounds like Speak will be all right. It could just be a fluke thing, unless it happens again--in which case Speak will have to go in for some tests. But for now he seems fine, soaking up all the attention he can get. Which makes me wonder if the whole thing was a ruse to steal attention away from the new puppy and get pampered the rest of the day. If it is a ruse I'm going to eat his breakfast tomorrow.

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February 9, 2006

I Think I'll Keep Her

(Filed under: Sibling Rivalry)

Okay, I know that Speak posted a statement saying that we wanted to give away the new puppy, but I'm officially changing my position on that. I like her. She can stay. Things haven't really changed all that much for me, except I have to do a few more odd jobs around here but they are pretty important jobs that they have entrusted to me - letting Abby and Kevin know when the puppy cries, barking at people, squirrels, leaves, shadows that may sneak in the house and bother the puppy, lick her toes while she is eating so she stays awake.

I think Speak feels the same way I do. I don't know if he likes her as much as I do, but he's pretty happy because they still let him sleep in the bed for naptime, he still gets fed everyday and he still gets pet on a regular basis.

So just to make sure things are clear: If you want her, you have to get through me first.

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