followed by a less than perfect night.
An early evening swim off the prom at high tidefollowed by cockles and chips.
Then at about 9 George had a bad seizure. The rectal diazepam didn't work as well as usual. And then he barked until gone midnight. He definitely lost the sympathy vote with that.
This morning he had another bad seizure. It is so horrible when he is in one. Husband and I agreed we couldn't let him go on like this. But then he was okay for the rest of the morning.
We took him to the vet half-expecting her to say that it was time but she is trying some other medication to try and get the seizures back under control. As she said, "It's a tough case as his organs are all healthy and in between seizures he's quite happy."
So a reprieve for now.