I feel so bad for Monster. She has seizures so we give her phenobarbital every night to try to keep them under control. Sometimes, when the weather changes she will go into one anyway (something with the barametric pressure). Well, we have a front coming through, and she started to go into one tonight. We caught it in time and gave her her medicine, and also gave her a 1/4 of 5mg of valium per vets recommendations.
My poor Monster is now stoned out of her mind. She can barely walk. She has the munchies so bad but she keep falling face first into her food dish. I keep putting her on the couch in her favorite place hoping she will be so tired she will go to sleep, but she "jumps" (falls, tumbles, stumbles) down and staggers right back over to her food dish. Luckily, she is so drugged up she probably can't hurt herself.
We've been dealing with this for 4 years (she found the one ant trap we couldn't find to throw away before we brought her and Harley, her brother, home and has been having seizures since she was 6 months old), so I'm not worried about her. It just breaks my heart. She really is a normal, loving cat...unless the weather changes suddenly. I'm not really sure why that affects her, but that is the only trigger that is constant. It breaks my heart, but it is still kind of amusing to watch her try to walk. DH says that's what I look like coming home from the bar at 2:00am on saturday night!
My poor Monster is now stoned out of her mind. She can barely walk. She has the munchies so bad but she keep falling face first into her food dish. I keep putting her on the couch in her favorite place hoping she will be so tired she will go to sleep, but she "jumps" (falls, tumbles, stumbles) down and staggers right back over to her food dish. Luckily, she is so drugged up she probably can't hurt herself.
We've been dealing with this for 4 years (she found the one ant trap we couldn't find to throw away before we brought her and Harley, her brother, home and has been having seizures since she was 6 months old), so I'm not worried about her. It just breaks my heart. She really is a normal, loving cat...unless the weather changes suddenly. I'm not really sure why that affects her, but that is the only trigger that is constant. It breaks my heart, but it is still kind of amusing to watch her try to walk. DH says that's what I look like coming home from the bar at 2:00am on saturday night!