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I am SO glad to see this positive update. I hope he continues to improve with every passing hour and day.

Any chance there's an active coupon code at this time? I think I may buy this stretcher to have on hand, just in case.. Not sure you need a coupon code. I had decided that this is exactly what I need, so last Friday I went to Amanda's link (Thank you, Amanda,) and ordered it. 30 minutes later I received an email from Ronnie of BellasPainRelief.com, saying that he noticed that I had come from GreyTalk and was refunding my shipping charge. The refund showed up promptly on my on-line credit card statement. The stretcher isn't here yet, but I'll update when it arrives. Need I say, I'm really impressed.

I'm so sorry that she had to leave. Just remember how good her life was with you and that she'll be waiting for you both at the Bridge.

My vet says no food after 8:00, but just take up the water in the morning.

Carol, considering what good care she took of Vernon, even when she was in pain herself, I'm sure she was there for your good boy, Yukon. Hugs to you. Carol, considering what good care she took of Vernon, even when she was in pain herself, I'm sure she was there for your good boy, Yukon. Hugs to you.

Carol, I'm so sorry that Yukon left so quickly, but so glad that he found his most perfect home with you.

Judy, When Kayla's problems started in August, I was sure she would leave before Gee. I, too, was heart broken when you posted about Gee. I'm sure they're running together, bodies whole again, along with lots of other dear friends who left too soon.

Kayla came to me last spring after Jillysfullhouse posted about her here. I finally got up the nerve to ask about her. I was sure Rescued Racers wouldn't adopt to me because of how many dogs/fosters I had, but much to my surprise and delight I was approved. I wouldn't have missed the year and a half that this grand, spunky old lady spent with me for anything, even though I haven't been able to stop crying since I sent her to the bridge this afternoon. Kayla was about as perfect as a dog could be. She had been dumped back on the adoption group just before her 11th birthday and was totally devastated by her abandonment. But she walked into my house and immediately became my seizure boy, Vernon's best friend. Poor Vernon is different and the other dogs sense it. He had never had a best friend before. Kayla always stayed out with Vernon, tripod Thea, and Silky, my other returned old lady that I lost earlier this year. She never got into anything, never chewed anything, was always perfectly behaved. She was a real Mama's girl. If I left to go into another room, she always met me at the door, asking "where did you go, Mom?" and I would tell her that I would always come back to her, even if I left for a little while. She would lie at my feet while I was at the computer or on the phone. Can't say how many things I did standing up at the computer, because I couldn't roll my chair back and forth those 2 feet. Early one Sunday morning this past August, I woke to her pacing, limping and dragging her right back foot. Sunday morning, so we went to the emergency vet. He said most likely either a herniated disk or a spinal cord tumor that had ruptured. I decided to see how she would do with Prednisone. My vet increased the dose, and her response was great. She was back to her old self. But it didn't last long. She responded much less to the second course of Prednisone, and not at all the last time. We had a bad 4 days Thursday through Sunday, and by this morning it was obvious that we could not turn this around. She had a hard time getting up, a harder time lying down, couldn't squat to potty without falling over. Even on the Prednisone, she wouldn't eat unless I added Arby's au jus to her food. She no longer got up to greet me or even raised her head when I came in the room. Her friend, Vernon, rarely left her side. I couldn't ask her to stay any longer, since there was no joy left in her life. I lay on the floor with at the vet. I told her she was going to see her friend, Silky, and her sister, Gee, at the bridge, and to wait there for me. My precious Kayla is at peace, and I am heart broken.

Robin, I'm so sorry for your loss. Jocko was well loved during his life here, and I'm sure he has re=united with old friends since he left.

Sounds like you and Steak are doing well. I'm so glad to hear that. When my seizure boy, Vernon, came to me, he had been in 4 different homes, all foster with intent to adopt, and the group was ready to euthanize him. His seizure activity was out of control. I worked with my vet to add KBr, with a holistic vet who did acupuncture, and with an animal communicator. who told Vernon told Vernon that he was indeed loved (sounds kike you have that part covered.) We now average a group of 1 to 3 seizures less than once a month, with a bit of ataxia, but I have a happy, beloved dog. He has a heart of gold, and I wouldn't give him up for anything. I hope you and Steak can wind up with with the kind of seizure control that my Vernon has. Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.

Just now reading this. I am so sorry for what you and Steak are going through. I have a question, couldn't quite be sure from reading all the posts here. Did your vet wean Steak off the phenobarbital gradually, or just stop it. Stopping it abruptly would lead to barbiturate withdrawal, and I big part of that withdrawal is seizures. I would hope that they would know better than to just stop the phenobarbital, but if that's what they did, it would definitely explain the way his seizures have escalated. Keeping you and Steak in my thoughts and prayers.

Melissa, I an so very sorry for your loss. You were the best Mom that Ruby could have had and always did what was best for her. I'm smiling at the thought of her joyous reunion with Elizabeth.