Its 4:15am and Ive been up since 3 with my dog who appears to have had yet another seizure. He is on medication and i do not understand why this keeps happening. Heres the story on my Bruce...
my beautiful big boyHe is a newfoundland. Which I believe are the most beautiful dogs that ever existed. I found out about them 16 years ago and have been in love since. I got one about 8 years ago that I had to find an adopted home for when he was only a year old because the place we were moving to wouldn't allow his size dog (which I later found out everyone had anyways....so I was kinda mad about it). I waited until it was the right time when I wouldn't have to worry about not being able to have a big dog, or afford it or have the time for him. When the time was right, I was on the hunt again.
After many many puppy pictures and breeder stories online, I found Bruce. I knew when I saw his picture that he was my baby. I called the breeder, talked forever and put my deposit down on my puppy. She sent me pictures of his growth and I was all too excited to go down to Ohio to pick up my baby.
My poor puppy!