Okay, seriously...

So you would think that after my last blog things would quiet down some.

Not really.

You know, come to think of it, yesterday was a full moon. I have not had this many negative things happen to me in such a short span of time.

I count my blessings, you can be sure about that.

We have a five year old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. Her name is Charlottetown Romance, or "Romi" for short. She looks gorgeous and her temperament is mellow. She was born in England, became a show dog and a breeding bitch for two litters. We adopted her from the breeder in November of 2008 when she was 4.

To sum Cavaliers up, they are the most easy-to-love dogs. Mellow and loving. Unfortunately, they are known to be plagued with health problems, especially after they reach 5 years old. Heart, eye, hip and brain problems; they can get it all - even with immaculate breeding.

Well, yesterday, Romi came up to me and placed her paw on my foot. I know she is smart, but I found that to be a bit more needy than she usually gets. Something didn't seem right from the beginning. She started to shake and crouch down, like she was going to vomit. I kept saying her name over and over. Being a veterinary technician, I have seen my share of seizures, and this was definitely one of them. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she seemed to stare away, never responsive to my efforts to talk her through it.

I held her for a while on the floor, knowing that seizures usually last 2-3 minutes. 10-15 minutes later, I started to be frightened. I tried to let her walk, but she stumbled around in circles all the while tilting her head to the side. That symptom usually is attributed to something wrong with the brain.

Wonderful.

This whole time baby Tara was hanging out in her highchair, as happy as can be. What a good baby!

Needless to say, we rushed her into my work and did bloodwork right away.

Normal. Her bloodwork came back normal, but our lab and doublechecked by an outside lab company.

Now she is resting comfortably and is acting like nothing traumatic ever happened. We can only wait and see if it happens again. If it does, then it possibly means a brain tumor.

I am so done with drama.