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I got quite a scare today, my doggie George had a seizure or heart attack & I had to resuscitate him.

I had given him (for the first time) a sedative to calm him so that I would be able to groom him, he's resisted lately & his coat had become a mess. 5 mins after I started on him he gasped a few times & lost conciousness, after panicking for a moment I realised he wasn't breathing & I couldn't feel his heart beating either! So I banged on his back & his chest a few times & then breathed into his mouth in between screaming his name.

Then, thank God he took a breath ... of course I rushed him to the vet and on examination she said it was probably a reaction to the sedative (you can imagine how guilty I feel). So that's where he is now in intensive care.

It was when I got home I felt it the most ... an empty house ... an empty basket ... my husband still away, but at least he's back tonight ... and no George in his normal place at my feet while I'm on the computer.

He will be OK ... but it was very scary.

 

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