I rescued this little pooch 7 years ago from a small little cage at the Humane Society.
We have moved together 6 times, in 2 different states, and stuck together in our cross country adventures.
We are best buds, and he is my monkey.
But Scouty is half lab, and it's hereditry in labs to have seziure disorders.
and in the past years, his seziures seem to be closer and closer together.
and this my heart hurt SO bad.
As fur mommies we love our puppies,and Scout is no different than a child to me. He is my baby, and when his little sezuires happen, I feel so HELPLESS. My vet told me to just hold him and comfort him and tell him he is going to be okay, and that is always what I do.
Sometimes I have to get up and walk away, because it's just TOO much to see him in that state, so P always steps in and does the hard stuff for me.
but even after Scout recovers, he ALWAYS comes to comfort me and tell me "it's okay mom, I am okay!"
He is just the most perfect little pooch.
I just love this little furball, He is my heated blanket at night, my guard dog, my cuddle bug, he holds my favorite sloppy kisses, is the BEST comfy pillow, and has the biggest puppy dog heart.
I know hoping that he lives for hundreds of years to come is competely unrealistic, but please puppy gods, while he's here, make him as COMFORTABLE as possible.
He deserves it.