Still alive

An awful highly emotional night!
Fletch woke me up at 3am having what appears to be a seizure.  He was distressed and hot and appeared disorientated.  

I carried him outside into the cool air. At first he couldn't walk properly and was staggering. But within a few minutes he was walking more normally. He had a walk around the garden,  then into the kitchen,  stretched out on his bed and fell asleep.  
His breath was so quiet and he was so still I was afraid it was his time to go.  

I lay by the side of him for an hour stroking him.  Finally M persuaded me to come to bed as it was gone 4am. 
I lay there and sobbed. 
 I must have drifted to sleep but was woken by the sound of Fletch drinking water before coming to the stairs. I carried him up to our bed where he felt asleep and began snoring quite peacefully! 

This morning he woke up and seemed perfectly normal.  I am an emotional wreck! 

I am also hugely relieved.  At 14 and a half we know his time left with us may be short but I'm so glad he's still with us. 
Ill book an appointment with the vet for a check up

The sun was shining and we had a gentle stroll along Channelside.  
An early night tonight