This morning I woke up and watched Mommy leave the house. It’s her BIRTHDAY so I got upset and started barking for her, but Daddy calmed me down. I wanted her to stay home with me to celebrate, but she’s a busy woman. After staring at the edge of the bed for 5 minutes, my Dad finally got up and fed me. I ate my yummy, new, diet food, and started running around doing the “Poopie Dance” until Daddy noticed. When he did, he ran me down the three flights of stairs and put me in the big green toilet.
I like to Poopie because afterwards my parents love me so much! I think they love me even more when I go in certain places, but I’m not sure…
Anyway, we ran back up the stairs to get Daddy ready for work, but right when Daddy set me down, I couldn’t move my body. The doctor’s say it’s a seizure, and when it happens my whole body is taken over. I stop functioning correctly and it’s no fun. When it happens, my parents give me some Nutrical or Honey, just in case it is caused by hypoglycemia, and then they hold me and cover my eyes from the light. This morning it lasted longer than usual, and I was suprised because I haven’t had one in a few days.
I am doing ok now, and just hope that I can get that surgery to make this all go away.
