Regulating the dosage of the phenobarbitol will hopefully prevent future seizures in the poor old guy. He had another last Friday (April 20) this one with a bloody nose. The vets are suspecting a brain tumor or lesion, which means he probably doesn't have much time left, but as long as the seizures stop and he is relatively stable, he gets to hang around with us a bit longer. As far as I am concerned, as long as he is still enjoying his walks and begging for food, he is my big old guy and not the poor suffering dog that you would think he should be. The down side is that he appears to be blind in one eye, mostly deaf, peeing out of control, and losing more and more use of his already aching back end. Hang in there, Lester!
The weather has been cold for spring, with snow flurries, hail, sleet. There have been a few great days here and there, but nighttime temps have been in the low 30s and even 20s.
Since I have been getting up several times a night with the big old dog, I am praying for warmer temps to make both of our lives easier.