One Step Forward, Two Steps Back

For all you budding Line Dancers here the music & moves! You don't need a horse and cowboy hat to join in!

Angie relieved me from the night shift at 7:00am. Flash was quickly on his feet and wanted, as always, to join her to feed the horses. She kept him at a distance as he is still unsteady on his feet. They then took off for the vets, he was given another bottle of infusion fluids but generally is looking in good shape. Quite happily he then sat in the car, as always, while she went shopping. The car is his favourite place, he feels secure there.

When they got home, Angie prepared to go out for a ride with Luna. Flash firstly knowing that that was the routine and secondly getting wind of riding gear being put on, bacame a nervous bundle. We relented and let him watch Angie preparing Sultan. He couldn't understand why he couldn't go with them so we drove a little way to meet them. When I again refused to let him out he got very annoyed, laid down in the boot and pretended not to notice. The Blip is that scene.

Back home, I let him out in the garden and he made a beeline towards the forest. There followed nearly 2 hours of me having to keep him as quiet as possible, which wasn't very successful. He calmed down when they got back but was pretty restless all afternoon, wanting to do all the things he normally would.

At around 20:30 I was just about to come in from the garden when in the semi dusk I could just make out Angie in the garden letting Flash out for a constitutional. He barely lifted his leg and then made a strange turn. I thought he was chasing a ball but when Angie screamed, I dashed over to find him collapsing , his eyes rolling in all sorts of directions and his body went in to very hefty spasms. I just managed to grap and restrain him using all my force. I thought it was the end, doing my best to calm him. Horrifying. He kept on spasaming while Angie called the vet's surgery. While she talked, his body began to relax a bit but he was still in another world. Duty vet said we could wait a while to see what happened as the event was not necessarily as bad as it looked but of course we could bring him in.

So we packed him in to the rear seat, me virtually lying on top of him to keep him from moving and set off at high speed. Flash began to come back but had a very frightened look in his eyes. Could have been Angie's "blue light" driving - I didn't feel that great half lying without being able to see the road ahead.

At the vets, carried him in and once on the floor he managed a wobbly walk. vet checked him out. All checks were OK and after 10 minutes he seemed normal. It must have been something like an epileptic fit possibly connected with constipation.

Flash being Flash, he walked to the car and without hesitation, the moment the tailgate went up, jumped up with his front paws on to the boot rim. He just refuses to act sick.

Sometime after 22:00,Angie sat down to eat the lovely meal she had prepared and which was luckily still warm in the oven. I didn't manage it until 23:oo, as I was still in my gardening gear. I had turned up in the vets with my gardening gloves still on and horse muck on my boots, the last job I had done was clearing up the muck heap after yesterday's loading.

Night shift was a very nervous affair, very concerned of a repeat of the fit. Luckily all was quiet but concerned about how we can get him to quieten down.
We need to catch up on lost ground.

I know for one thing, Angie will not be attending her Line Dance class on Monday afternoon after work - she will be heading home as soon as possible and try to reverse the footsteps.