I woke up at 1:30 this morning because I heard our dog, Jet, pacing up and down our hallway. Then, I heard another all too familiar sound: the sound of our cat, Max, having an epileptic seizure.
I got up as quickly as I could get my body to function and went to find him. He had stopped seizing by the time I got there, but was laying in a puddle of his own urine and looked terrified. He's on medicine for seizures and hasn't had one for five months. He seems okay tonight, but I feel terrible for the little guy. My pets are the closest thing that I have to children.
Aside from the early morning drama, today was a decent day. I didn't eat anything that I'm ashamed of, and I got a good arm workout in at the gym this morning.
Random fact of the day...
Did you know that a serving size of pan spray is a "1/4 second spray"? I'd like to know who makes a pan small enough that you can coat it with a 1/4 second spray. I would also guess that there are some people out there that can't move their trigger finger that fast.
1 comment:
Oh no, poor kitty! Hope he is feeling better. What a sweet pup for being concerned for Max. Good boy Jet!
Keep up the good work Michelle!
P.S. Glad comments are fixed.
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