WTF? There I was, having a nice sleep in when out of nowhere comes evil seizure Santa paying me a visit. Yuh, he liked to drag me into the wet room. A room not made for a doggie of relentlessly huge proportions such as myself.
That seizure Santa took hold of me in a most fierce and ungentlemanly manner, causing my leggies to move in ways that I did not care for. I even pushed the crapper off its placemat.
And the hand washy basin pedestal too.
I shook off that nasty chap as fast as I could and Momma and Master were right there to help chase him away. Momma even gave me some nommy ice cream to help me get my strength back.
At first PeeWee growled at me and I was kind of confused and kept sticking my snooter into corners of the estate in attempts to roust out the cowardly seizure beast from where he was hiding.
But he must have flown back up the chimney so I settled down to reclaim my mastiff energies because, frankly, I felt a bit tired.
PeeWee offered to do guard duty whilst I recovered my strength.
I wasn't bothered. He can be pretty brave in a pinch. Besides, what monster wouldn't be intimidated by a cracker labradog all barking and growling so I caught some shut eye whilst the Pea watched over me.
Don't worry. I feel fine. All rested up, a belly full of food and ready to face the day. I hear we have big snow on the way. Ruh roh.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. From Momma
Mango and Dex got up at 4 AM for a potty run. That isn't unusual and everybody did their business and went back to bed and I was looking forward to sleeping in until maybe even 6AM. It was not meant to be. I awoke at 5AM to the sound of Mango having a full blown seizure in the bathroom of all places (a room that he NEVER goes in to). His big bottom was blocking the door and you can imagine my concern with all the hard edges in there, but we could not get in and had to just talk him through it. He stopped after less than two minutes. He did seem to recover more quickly. In the past he had about an hour of disorientation, but this time he was doing well after just half an hour. I gave him some vanilla ice cream as recommended by one of our pals. Dex was afraid of him at first, but once Mango settled down, little Dex stayed very close. Well, at least it was easier to clean up the pee (he voided his bladder), but we'll keep that door shut from now on because of the danger of him hurting himself. Of course there are many places in the house where he could get hurt if he had a seizure. Given his size and strength, no telling what furniture would go flying. Yes, he did move both the toilet and the sink about 1/2 inch each which just goes to show how powerful he is. Poor guy. He is fine now. We'll just go about our day. A gigantic snowstorm is headed up the coast. Oh joy.