We are very tired

Choppy, Alfie and I are so tired that we all slept together throughout the morning while our Mom was at work. When our dad got up, he could not find us anywhere and we actually thought Mom had taken us to the vet. But here we were; instead of crashing on our usual beds, we were just in our crate.

Sleeping like a log

Sometimes when I sleep, I almost fall off the bed. We have so many pug beds around here that it's hard to get used to a single one. But, at least, we can sleep in every room comfortably.

Impatient

I am walking around barking, trying to look for my mom. I know, it's tough to be a blind pug. I think she is in the kitchen but I am not sure.

I like being with mom a lot. Last night, in my sleep, I started freaking out, so all of a sudden I was salivating a lot. But mom woke up and at once she realized that I was about to have a seizure. So she spoke softly to me and held me tight. Then I calmed down and I did not have a seizure. This is good.

I think that my seizures are under control with medication and much love. These days, I only get pre-seizure panic attacks when I am sleeping and I wake up. I think that maybe my dreams create these seizure conditions. This is also what happens to my brother Alfred. I think we are making much progress. I feel much better now and my coat is super-duper-glossy!!!

I'm a stinker, don't tell Santa...

Tomorrow I am going to visit with Santa at PetSmart and get my picture taken with him. To prepare for my visit, I took a bath this week so that I am super-beautiful. I need all the help I can get. Mom said that Santa might be upset at me; my Dad is. The problem is that I get up in the middle of the night (before 3 a.m.) and I don't go back to sleep until Mom leaves for work. So this means that Dad has to stay with me until Mom gets up. And Mom ends up having to get up before her alarm goes off because I'm going around the house barking like crazy because I want my Momma. And I want tons of treats because I love treats! Alfred does too but I'm a much better beggar.

Mom told Dad that she has to figure out a way of training me to sleep all night long, but I don't know if she can tame a stubborn pug like me...

Recovery nap

Here I am the day after my surgery. I was soooooo tired...

Oh I forgot...

I must update you on everything that has happened and is going to happen.

1) First of all, Mom got me another bed so that Alfred and I can have tons of spots to crash around the house. And I like my bed too. And I even got to hang out with Alfred's Froggy for a bit. He is such a nice pillow...

2) A couple of weeks ago, I started taking potassium bromide along with phenobarbital to control my seizures. It seems that does the trick and I feel awesome. I have even made some progress on my potty training.

3) Since my seizures seem to be under control, my vet wants to do my surgery so that I can finally get spayed. Monday will be the day, so wish me luck. I'll probably be a little groggy to give you an update on Monday, but I'll give you more news as soon as I can.

Wish me luck...

Resting

I like my new parents very much and I like my brother Alfred too. I follow him around all the time and he is very gentle and caring. He did not get upset because I took his basket and he lets Mom pet me all the time and give me cuddles. Tonight, Alfred decided that the two of us could fit in the basket and so here he is with me and his red frog. Don't we look tired? By the way, my favorite position to sleep in is with my face deep in the covers; Alfred's favorite position is curled up holding a stuffed animal.



See you later readers...