Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Snow Days!

Winter TreesHooray! The snow has returned. I love snow. Dad took me out today and I bounced and played around like a spring deer. I just really like cold weather for walkies.

With snow I love to eat it as I run along. I'll scoop my mouth in it and come out with it all over my nose - only picking the freshest and powdery snow of course. Dad said if I'm not careful I'll get brain-freeze. I'm not sure what that is, but he said I probably shouldn't worry about it with my tiny brain... I don't know what he means by that!

After mum took me out the other day she gave me a bit of a wash as she caught me rolling in something smelly. That wasn't good enough, but what with it being so cold it would be cruel to hose me down outside. So dad decided to put me in the bath. I think he regretted it afterwards. I shed so much hair he spent an hour cleaning up after me.

We're having a very good run so far. Maybe the cold weather has something to do with lack of seizures for a while. Well whatever it is I just hope it continues.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

No News...

... is definitely good news!

It's been a relative age since the last seizure. If only we could put a finger on something to attribute it to. Nothing's changed. I'm still on the same tablets and food. It's just a break from the norm. And we're all very gratefull for it.

Now the cold weather is here mums frustrated with me as I won't go out to the toilet in the cold mornings. That means there has been a few days when she's got home from work to find a puddle or worse. I've also been caught out a few times when she's come home from work at lunch time and found me sleeping on her bed, that's not good.

The diet is going slowly. Dad's the taskmaster, but mum gives in a feeds me for the easy life. Sunday is far the best day as that's left over day, yummy. If I'm not fed on time 8am and 5pm then like clockwork I'll remind them what time it is. I'm certainly a little more trim and mobile, but now I love my food so much I've become a bit of a scrounger. I'll take any opportunity to steal a bit of left over pizza - my favourite.