Thursday, July 23, 2009
The Great Prodini
Well, the Brown Dog Dad is out of town this week at San Diego Comic Con, so I am left to manage the pack on my own. No problem unless I come home to find a raging thunderstorm (it was FINE by my work, 6 miles away) and an escaped Probert. I cleaned up his mess, took 20 minutes to try to bend his crate back into shape, and decided to try out his new sedative for the remainder of the storm. I gave him the minimum dose and boy, that stuff works good. Probert walked into a wall at one point. So, I stayed on the couch with him all night to keep him quiet and still and safe.
Oh, I guess I should mention that he has a new sedative because we had a recheck with the vet on Monday. Everyone is happy with his progress and he is completely off the old sedatives (no one thought they were very effective). He has the new ones only for super scary situations and nothing during the day other than his clomipramine. So far, so good?