The list

We made a list.  Yup – one of those on-line lists that group a bunch of dogs together and categorize us according to some “important” attribute – like “easiest to carry in a Chanel handbag,” “biggest appetite,” “most likely to eat something inedible,” “most yappy (hello Einstein!), “happiest living near a body of water,” “most difficult to groom (hello Einstein again!),” and “least likely to graduate from obedience school.”   OK.  I made up some of those.  Actually all of them – although I bet if I searched long enough I could find these lists.  But here IS a list that actually makes sense – because it is simply a list of rare breeds – based on statistics.

https://www.thestreet.com/personal-finance/the-most-unusual-dog-breeds-14701096

So we PONs made the list.  I like that they call us confident and clever.  They negelected to mention stubborn.  Well….stubborn sounds negative.   Let’s say – “willing to demonstrate creative, individual reasoning”.    Notice the Picard didn’t make the list.  I’m not sure why – I don’t really think of them as being “usual.”  EVERY time my human takes the FG somewhere, she is asked what he is.   She is going to print up cards to hand out.  I think she should do it for us PONs too.

Tomorrow is a big day here.  BIG.  Anybody know what it is?   If you don’t, you’ll have to wait until tomorrow.  And if you do….you win a prize!!!  I’m not sure what it is – but I’ll think of something…

Have a good one.  Peace and pawsup!
Seizure free days: 5

Creatures in the dark

Fall will soon officially be here – but we have already seen the difference in our daylight hours.  Which means the all-important headlamp has re-emerged.  When we walk in the morning now it is still dark, and evening walks are also dark.  And it’s a good thing my human isn’t really afraid of things that hide in the shadows in the dark, because in our early morning walk yesterday, at least three critters were encountered.

My human spotted the first animal walking across the road.  And before she spotted it, we smelled it. Einstein was first.  His nose went in the air and he started pulling with that stiff-legged walk that means “I am going to get it.”  Whatever “it” may be.  My human thought it was either a porcupine or a raccoon.  By the time we reached the spot where it went into the woods, there was no sign of it.  Still, Einstein was ready take on whatever it was.  Needless to say my human held onto our leashes very tightly.
Then it was the FG’s turn to go out.  This time she spotted the creature before he did.  It appeared to be a cat.  Whatever it was, it hid in the tall grass at the side of the road.  My human shone her light in the direction of the animal and two eyes glowed back at her.  And whatever it was, it wasn’t moving.  Just watching.  Meanwhile the FG didn’t even notice. My human kept shining the light at the watcher and finally got a good view.  A cat. Mystery solved.
As they continued on, they suddenly heard a loud rustling in the woods.  This time the FG did notice.  He froze.  He’s actually quite comical in his frozen state.  He looks wide-eyed at my human and then back at the woods. They waited, but no other noises came from the woods, so on they continued.
My human loves her headlamp.  I have a feeling we wouldn’t be going on those walks without it.  We do miss the early daylight – but we also enjoying the warm days and cool nights.  Gotta enjoy this weather – we know what comes next…
Have a good one. Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days: 4

I blew it…

I blew it.  Well really, I chewed it.  And as a result, we no longer have our favorite fetch toys….

As we all know, I LOVE to fetch.  I will literally fetch until my tongue is scraping the ground and I can barely walk.  I suppose it never gets quite that bad – because my human stops me before then.    But the PROBLEM in stopping me is that I KNOW she is going to end the game, so I won’t let go of the toy.  If she offers up a treat for a trade…well she has come close to losing a finger because I am SO keyed up.  Not a behavior I recommend. 
And heaven forbid she runs out of treats. I will not let go.  I mean I will NOT let go.  Ever see those posts of dogs who jump up to grab something and will literally hang by their teeth.  That’s me.  My human can lift me off the ground – and I will NOT let go.  As a result, our FAVORITE fetch toys have taken a beating.  We have had them for a few years – but yesterday, yours truly saw to it that they were destroyed.  I ran to get the toy and instead of coming back, decided to shred it.  That’s because all three of us were out playing and my human wasn’t just paying attention to me.  So I took the opportunity to shred our Chuck-It.  My human saw what I was doing and shouted “Hey- stop that!”  As she raced toward me I was pulling the thing apart. She luckily had a treat so I traded the now beyond-help toy.  She said “That’s it!”  She marched me in the house, and Einstein followed – gloating at the fact that I was in the proverbial doghouse. The fetch toys were ceremoniously dropped in the garbage.
Meanwhile, the FG was still outside.  He loves those toys too – but he is equally content with his Kong ball thing.  It has all the bells and whistles – literally. It has two handles so he can carry it, it has a tennis ball inside and it squeaks. He loves it.  Me – not so much.  Too bulky for my liking. He got to stay out and play fetch with his ball.  I shouldn’t say this, as I’m already in hot water, but watching my human throw that ball thing is rather entertaining. She tries to roll it like a bowling ball, but often ends up throwing the thing straight up in the air.  It’s a miracle the FG hasn’t been clocked  on the head yet.

Anyway, my favorite toys went in the garbage.  They were both beyond repair. I’ll have to put a new set on my Christmas list.  Although I would rather have them before then. Guess I’ll have to be on my best behavior.  No counter surfing.  For at least 3 days….
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!
Seizure free days: 4

A regular day

Not too much new on the home front- which can actually be a good thing!  We had a lazy day yesterday. Well we did.  After we played outside and became suitably tired, my human went to cut some trees down.  OK.  Not trees – but branches on the trails to the lake.  We sat on the deck and Einstein barked out instructions. Unfortunately- still pretty squeaky. When he realized she wasn’t going to follow his plans, he went back in the house.

Oh – I suppose I should mention that my human went to the dreaded Dollar Store the other day and came back with a big bag.  We all know what holiday is coming. Can we come and stay with anyone until after the end of October?  
With the lovely day, of course the puparazzi was in full swing. So she took 4,539 pictures – and I thought I could share a couple.  Hope you enjoy them!

Have a good one! Peace and paws up!
Seizure free days: 3

Be responsible. Don’t be a zombie.

September 15. And according to the crazy calendar, today is Responsible Dog Ownership day.  It’s a day to remind the zombie humans that they need to be mindful and responsible if they own a dog. Most people ARE responsible – they understand that to own a dog you must give us the best food you can afford (steak every night would be nice, but kibble is ok too…), you must be sure we have fresh water ( and clean water as we don’t appreciate drinking slobber), you must take us to the vet when we need medical attention (even though we may not want to go), you must not keep us tethered outdoors at all hours of the day and night – in all kinds of weather conditions ( you live with a roof over your head – and so should we!), you must provide us with a safe place to sleep (preferably on your bed), you must train us to be obedient (whether we choose to do so or not is another story), you must pick our poop (and keep mental notes about quantity and quality), and you must not allow us to run free (besides being a nuisance, we could be hurt or lost or worse). Now most humans understand that these things are necessary to owning a dog.  But there are zombies out there, who just don’t THINK about these things. I know it’s hard to believe – but they do walk among us. 

Those humans who are responsible understand what an incredible joy it can be to share their  lives with a canine companion.  When you bring us home, you have essentially made a vow – for better or for worse…we are a lifetime commitment.  And in return, we will guard you, make you feel better when you are sad, we will make you laugh (and sometimes make you cry!) but most of all, we will provide you with unconditional love.  Every day.  Every single day…
Have a good, responsibile one.  Peace and paws up!
Seizure free days: 2

Epilepsy. The monster.

Thank you for all the good wishes.  I read so many wonderful, supportive comments – some from people who I didn’t even know read my crazy blog!  They are clogettes- closet blogettes. It’s kind of weird to know that there are people around the world who read about our adventures.  And I hope we provide information from time to time that help people. 

Like his whole epilepsy topic…

I have what is called idiopathic epilepsy – which basically means I have seizures for some unknown reason.  For example, when someone has a brain injury – or even a stroke, they may sadly have seizures after the event.  So they know the cause.  But in my case, we don’t know why I have seizures. Mind you, it may have been from running into a tree at some point – I can be a bit reckless when chasing rabbits!   But that’s probably not it.

One of the first and most common drugs used to treat epilepsy in dogs is phenobarbital.  It is a “go to” drug.  Unfortunately,  in my case, it didn’t control my seizures.  So a second drug was added.  Potassium Bromide.  Which is kind of like salt. I’m not sure why I just can’t eat potato chips. They are salty.  But no – I needed the drug.   The problem with phenobarbital and Potassium Bromide is that they can have side effects.  Phenobarb can affect your liver.  And both of them can cause a condition called ataxia.  Ataxia is, in simple terms, incoordination of muscles.  In my case, my rear legs do their own thing at times.  So I appear weak.  I run to fetch a toy – which as you ALL know, I LOVE to do – and when I get to the toy, I often go rolling.  I also have trouble jumping up on things – like into the car.  I used to be able to leap onto the grooming table.  Not now.  (Truth be told – I still can, but I pretend I can’t).

Now before you start feeling badly – please note that my rear end is NOT so weak that I cannot stand and countersurf.  VERY easily.  In that particular situation, my back legs work JUST great.

Anyway, even with the combination of both of those drugs – I was still having seizures.  So we added a THIRD drug called Zonisamide.  When my human went to pick up the prescription (only available
through the vet) they didn’t have the pricing.  So she picked up the 3 month bottle.  After three months, she ordered three more.  Imagine her surprise when the bill came to $500 for the two prescriptions.  I think that’s when we added ads to my blog…

Also at that time, my human added CBD oil.  And as you all know, that cocktail worked like a CHARM for 112 days.  But while I wasn’t having  seizures, my ataxia was evident.  So, my human and our vet decided to wean me off the Potassium Bromide.  And I was ALMOST off it….and we know what happened next.

So now we need to go back on the Potassium Bromide.  Only problem – it can take 21 days before it stabilizes.  So we could be in for a rocky road.

Epilepsy is a very tricky condition.  What works for one, may not work for another.  And it is a balancing act – between seizures and side effects.

While epilepsy can affect any breed – including multi-breed dogs, there are some breeds more prone to it including the following:

  • Beagle
  • Keeshond
  • Belgian Tervuren
  • Golden Retriever
  • Labrador Retriever
  • Vizsla
  • Shetland Sheepdog
  • German Shepherd
  • Dachshund

There has been some research helping to identify a cause.  For example,  in the  Lagotto romagnolo, there has been a gene mutation identified which detects a juvenile form of epilepsy. Scientists have also found a gene for progressive myoclonic epilepsy in Wirehaired Dachshunds.  So research IS happening…

My human has been encouraged by people who have related stories of dogs with epilepsy who go on to live long lives.  To be honest – I don’t feel badly when I have a seizure – but afterwards I am FAMISHED.  I mean FAMISHED – like normal PON starvation mode times ten.  Imagine THAT.  So I HAVE to eat.  Or I can’t settle down.  I race around (rather wobbily) searching for food.  So I have to be fed.  I go CRAZY.  That’s almost the worst part from my human’s point of view!

Anyway, that’s long – but really just a short snippet about epilepsy.  Well – about my experience with epilepsy.

We hope we can help others who may be sharing our journey by talking about it from time to time and we also hope to learn from others who are experiencing the same thing.  In the meantime – keep watching the counter – and we hope it continues to go up and up and UP!

Have a good one.  Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days: 1

Bad news. The monster came back.

Back to square one.  I had two seizures yesterday.  The first one happened while my human was in the bathroom getting ready to shower and go to work.  She heard a clunk sound and then Einstein started barking like crazy.  She ran out – and sure enough…

We had been weaning me off one of my meds for a few weeks.  Obviously I need it.  So my human called the vet and she suggested I add it back to my cocktail.  Needless to say, my human is very sad. 
She called work and because she had no meetings booked, she opted to work from home.  She had plenty of work she could do – lots of paperwork. So she stayed with me. 
I was fine the rest of the day. But then just as she turned out the lights to go to bed last night…I had another one.
So my counter returns to zero…  Let’s hope for another long stretch.
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!
Seizure free days: 0

Guarding

Well we still smell good.  So good that my human didn’t want us to go for a run on the golf course before she went to work yesterady – for fear we would get “dirty.”  Seriously.  So we just got to walk up and down the road. B.O.R.I.N.G.

I was scrolling through some articles on the net and came across a story posted by Good Housekeeping. They are the magazine/group that post a “seal of approval” .  Their seal is basically an approval rating on products that allows you two years to return any defective product that has their seal. They seem like a pretty reliable source.  So when I saw that they had an article about the 13 Best Guard Dogs to protect home and family, of course I HAD to check it out.  And here is their list:

1. Akita  – no surprise with these large imposing Japanese dogs.
2. Appenzeller Sennenhund – this one was a surprise. They are one of the four tri-colored Swiss breeds (which include the Bernese).  Who knew these small dogs were good guard dogs?  But I guess they did protect flocks.
3. Bullmastiff – kind of a surprise.   I mean they were bred as gameskeeper’s dogs and they guarded estates.  I guess the big, affable guys we see at shows don’t get a chance to show us their protective side.
4. Catahoula Leopard Dog – never met one.  Apparently they mature and act like adults by 10 months.  They are an American breed, and they are used for hunting.  Not leopards.  They hunt wild boar and have a crazy prey drive.  They are named for the leopard-like spots.
5.  Caucasian Shepherd dog.  Again – never met one.  They look pretty big and imposing – but are supposed to be great with families.
6. Doberman Pinscher – again – no suprise.  I expected them on the list.
7. Estrella Mountain dog – another one I’ve never met. They come from Portugal.
8. German Shepherd  – expected this one on the list.
9.  Giant Schnauzer – I know they were used during war time – so no surprise here.
10. Puli – who knew that the dustmops could be guard dogs.  The intruder might not know which end has the teeth…
11. Romanian Miortic Shepherd dog – Google these guys.  They look like PONs on steriods.  I want one.
12. Rottweiler – as expected
13. Staffordshire Bull Terrier – these guys can actually be pretty friendly – but they did make the list…

Note – no PONs on the list.  Or Picards.  Einstein is an EXCELLENT guard dog.  Hence the squeaky voice.  The FG…not so much.  Although….when he does hear something that concerns him, and he barks….ooooooeeeeeee – he sounds ferocious!  But he still didn’t make the list.

I actually think ANY dog COULD make the list.  Becasue we like to protect our humans.  And our food bowls.  Except maybe the Italian Greyhound.  Sorry. I like them – but I juuuuuuuust don’t see them as guard dogs.  Chihuahuas yes.  If one of those guys grabs onto your ankle it sure would hurt!  But sorry – Italian Greyhounds…no…..If anyone has a super protective Italian Greyhound- I’d love to know about it!

Well back to guard duty. 

Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!
Seizure free days: 112

Vet verdict

Well if it wasn’t bad enough that Einstein had to go to the vet yesterday, the poor guy also was groomed -AND had a bath.  Actually, the FG also had a bath.  Somehow I escaped the bath – but not grooming.  My human really appreciates me on grooming days.  She can actually forget that I ate more dryer lint – and she didn’t think about the hole in the sheets.  Why?  Because I am a PLEASURE to groom.  She even SAID that. Mind you, she started with the FG and then did Mr. Drama King – so in comparison to those two, I am a SAINT.  Saint Viktor. Hard to believe, isn’t it?

So Einstein got his bath and smelled all fresh and clean.  He waited in the car when he got to the vet until it was his turn.  You know my human and her fear of us picking up “something”in the waiting room.  Not to mention those human customers who become zombies when they walk in the door – and don’t pay any annteion to where their dog is.  But no worries, their dog is “friendly” so he can tower over other dogs in the waiting area, who are minding their own business.  Don’t get my human started on the zombie humans. 
My human came in to see the vet and said “OK, you are going to think I’m crazy.”  His response?  “I already think you’re crazy.”  Really that’s what he said!  And then he laughed in his ginormous laugh that can be heard throughout the vet clinic.  And probably across the street. He knows my human.  Too well.  She proceeded to describe the squeaky voice.  And then reminded the vet that she is a speech pathologist so she is trained in listening to voices.  He let out his ginormous laugh again. 
Well he gave Einstein a great exam.  And opened his mouth.  And low and behold.  Inflamed tonsils.  And a red throat.  The cause?  Hard to know.  But something irritated his throat and that’s likely why he is squeaky. So he told my human NOT to be concerned and to stop reading the internet. He prescribed some medication to relieve the swelling and irritation.  Einstein was apparently very well behaved.  Even when the vet was looking at his throat.
So all is again well in paradise.  And we all smell marvelous.  That will last for a day.  
Thanks for all your positive thoughts and good vibes.  What a relief that he’ll be back at his loud obnoxious incessant barking in no time.  And you know what?  I think my human will be happy he is….
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!
Seizure free days: 111

Off to the vet…

Trouble in paradise.  Einstein is going to the vet today…

The problem started about 2-3 weeks ago.  We all know that Einstein is a vocal dog.  A VERY vocal dog.  He is forever barking out orders – “get my food;  I’m hungry; speed it up; Where’s my biscuit?; Is that someone visiting up at the neighbors’ house?; I heard the dog down the street; get me some water…”.  That’s just SOME of his commentary.  In a 3 minute time span.  
Anyway, about 2-3 weeks ago, he went to bark out a command – and his voice squeaked.  Just a bit.  And then his bark sounded just like normal.  My human noticed it.  She didn’t think much of it, and it seemed to disappear.  But then it started again.  And now it’s pretty obvious.  Whenever he starts barking, it is squeaky.  And then it returns to normal.  Mind you,  if he is barking AT something – like a noise hears outside, it is completely normal.  
Well  in typical obsessive fashion, my human turned to her internet veterinary degree.  Bad idea.  Really bad idea.  The problem could be caused by anything  from an upper respiratory infection to something much more serious – like a tumor.  Now keep in mind – he is NOT coughing, he has NO trouble eating, his energy is fine, his gums look fine …but he IS squeaky.
So off he goes to the vet tonight. 
Please keep your fingers and paws crossed that it is nothing serious….
We’ll keep you posted.
Have a good one.  Peace and paws up.
Seizure free days: 110