On Sunday afternoon we packed up the car and there was just enough room for Harry to have a spot in the back (you can see he is cramped, but doesn't seem to mind it). Morty is in there too, but hiding.
Anyways, after we got home I took Harry on a walk and then came home and started doing some work in the baby's room. Everything was normal. Harry was hanging out with me when all of a sudden he started seizing...I mean, a full on, no mistaking it seizure. I was panicking - it is so scary to see your furry friend shaking and drooling and losing control like that. Matt carried him to the car and we were on our way to the emergency vet, but luckily he stopped and we decided to turn around. He was SO tired for the rest of the night - his poor brain was tuckered out. :( We took him to the regular vet today and they did blood work. But, most likely these are anxiety induced seizures and there is not much we can do to prevent them. He has done this once before (on a much smaller scale) and it was also after he was out of his routine - right when I went to pick him up from staying with a friend when we were in Boston. Poor Harry. I just wonder what happened to him in his first four years of life to make him so anxious and full of separation anxiety????
