Powder Kegs, Seizures and Love that Grows

I am a little scarce right now on the posts, I am going to need meds changes for my brain as swelling has made me a little off when it comes to concentration and function; so it has been a bit of a challenge for me as I am not typically used to being short on words (verbal or in type format) and certainly not on idea's.

Kona has been a wonderful respite to a frustrating time for me, she is such a powder keg, she makes me laugh when I want to cry. I marvel at the fact that when she plays with the Ruger and Radar she gives no quarter even though they are individually more than 70 and 90 pounds heavier than she is, we weighed her today at the clinic and she was 7.8 pounds. Collectively it would seem there is just no chance the wee little girl has a chance but, continually she comes out the victor in every wrestling match and look out if they get the better of her because she makes them pay.

Kona reminds me of my sisters and I growing up 7 girls to 3 boys makes for a very unequaled balance and given that we girls were taught by our mother to be strong capable women who could do anything boys or men could do......well lets just say the boys rarely got the bathroom in the morning and we really didn't care too much what that meant for them. Of course I think I might have been the worst of the group of us girls even though I was the second youngest of ten; I often charged my girlfriends money to watch my brother wash my brother-in-laws car in his cut off jean shorts (yes, he was a cutie). I also continually stole his high school ID card to sell my gal pals for 25 cents; he would be in trouble for loosing as it cost my mother at least a dollar each time to replace it; I on the other hand could buy candy for a week with the cash I made off of his good looks.....I won't even go into the line up to peek in his bedroom window! Yes, Kona and I are well matched in our desire to get the better of the boys in our lives and create mischief where ever we go and every day I love her more and more. I didn't think I be able to open my heart quite as big as I did since loosing Java but here this wee little mite is making me fall long and hard for her; that enthusiasm and spunk of hers is intoxicating.

Kona was remarkable last night, she started really carrying on at one point and making the strangest sound. We let her out, gave her more water, played with her trying to console what ever was disturbing her but nothing was working; ten minutes later I had a TC (Tonic Clonic) seizure. As soon as the seizure stopped Bernie said she curled up and went to sleep. I am hoping beyond hope that the initial testings that we did and the behaviour we saw pans out to not only find a great service dog in the making but also a seizure alert prospect which we can not train. We can train the response behaviours for after the fact of a seizure which is also significantly important but to get an alert dog is the bonus that would really be fantastic! Time will tell and we will need to see much more of this behaviour as she ages and for it to become increasingly consistent.

Since my seizures have never been able to be completely controlled by medication or surgery I am a great person to test a dog like this out on as I will give her lots of opportunity to see if this is a consistent behaviour or not.

Tomorrow I am off to the doctors for meds reviews and specialist referrals, I don't think Kona will come into the doctors with me tomorrow as she is still very young to be asked to walk around the office and it is not appropriate to carry her in. However we will likely stop at a mall after where she can put on her cape and we can sit on a bench and she can get used to the sights and sounds of the mall without having to be thrusts into it all at once. Not that I think it will phase her but I prefer to give her all the benefits of the slow and steady process of early puppy education and non of the stress of a sink or swim mentality. Cheers everyone from Kona and Lisa