Paisley, my "short bus" dog, has been barking about once every ten seconds ALL AFTERNOON. He's been fed, watered, let out, let in, let out, let in, pet, groomed, let out, let in, let out, let in, let out. He insists that he DESPERATELY needs SOMETHING. NOW. I just don't know what.
It's not lack of exercise—due to a limb deformity, he hasn't had real exercise in years. It's not lack of attention—I've been trying to make his day as interesting and rewarding as possible. He's just lying in the foyer barking in slight distress.
I'm thinking he might be feeling a little bit of pre-seizure brain fuzz. This type of low-level distress is common in the 48 hour periods following his occasional grand mal seizures, but I've never seen him act like this BEFORE a seizure. He definitely hasn't seized today or last night unless it was very different than his typical episode.
Nothing else has changed. His breakfast and his phenobarbital dosage were both normal today.
What's he trying to say?
My ears hear a symphony of two mules, trains, and rain. The best is always yet to come, that's what they explained to me. —Bob Dylan