Bear saw the vet today. He's starting phenobarbital for his seizures. The vet is hoping they were caused by his monthly heartworm prevention, which he started on February 1st. We're going to skip it on March 1st and he'll still have a week on phenobarbital, then he'll be off both meds so that we can re-evaluate.
Here he is crashed out at the vet's office. We've never seen him nervous before, but he was clearly nervous about being taken somewhere without Cubba. I guess the nerves tired him out because he fell asleep while waiting for the results of his bloodwork (they were good, thank goodness).
Also, gotta give props to my super sweet husband for carrying Bear up and down the stairs at the vet's office because of his bad knees. Yes, there was a ramp, but Bear gets confused and tries to go off the edge. 😂 I definitely married the right one. ❤️