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Thank you.
He is back to his old self today. He is up on his feet and walking. Eating and drinking. I shared my dinner with him tonight and he chowed that right down! I don't normally give table scraps to the dogs, but Keller is special and I will do what makes him happy.
I was afraid that the seizure would really be the end for him. With his advanced age, limited mobility he has, I really was ready to take him in to vet this morning after seeing how he was after the seizure.
But he is a strong old guy! He is showing me he's not ready. When he is ready.. I am ready. I will not let him suffer.
Right now he is laying at my feet.. he is alert, seems happy.. but I also know his time with me is ending. Love this old guy..
Keller was a shelter dog I adopted when he was around 9 months old. He was a stray with no history. He was full of buckshot when I got him. He must have went thru some bad times before I got him.
It was apparent he had never been in a house, yet he has never had a accident in my house. I bought him a dog bed immediately, told him thats your bed, and he has never gotten up on the furniture. Other than the huge amount of destroying my furniture due to chewing, (which thanks to Bitter Apple he stopped, although it took a good year of spraying daily) he has been the perfect dog. I believe he is part corgi and part ?. One of the most beautiful dogs I have ever seen. Intelligent to the extreme. Sheds like no dog I have ever seen! When I brush him it looks like I have sheared a sheep in my yard! He has raised many baby birds. Within a hour of brushing him, all fur is gone.. birds flock down and grab beakfuls to line their nests with.
When I walked into that shelter all those years ago he was the first dog I saw. He sat in the front of his cage like a regal King, looking at me like 'where've you been? I've been waiting for ya!' I talked to him for a bit, went on and looked at all the other dogs. Then I noticed another couple had stopped at his cage and were seriously looking at him. I went back to him and told them, 'sorry this one is taken'.. and took him home. I am not sure if I chose him or he chose me, but we have been a perfect match over the years.
Gotta tell you a funny story. A few years ago I was in front yard doing some yard work. Keller was with me. Loose. He always stays close and listens to me. I live on a corner. A truck came up to corner and stopped. They had a dog in the truck bed and a dog running after truck. Keller took off running to the dog that was loose, it turned and ran back down the road, I yelled at Keller and he stopped on a dime, came running back to me, as this truck was turning the corner I yelled out 'you lost a dog', they yelled back 'not my dog'.
Never did see that dog again. Hope it made it back to its home safe!
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