Howlin' at the moooooon

Hey dawgs, just to let you know what's been happening to me... old age is starting to wear this SOB down down down..... i s'pose it's all the biting of my mama's sister-in-law or maybe it's the loss of my step-sis Dorothy,,,,,,, but the past two months I've had seizures. Not the itty bitty, bug in your nose seizure but the kind that seize me up and make me like an ironing board. THE most embarrassing part of the whole thing is that I lose control.... um... yeah, THAT control... mama and papa clean me up but I almost made mom yak the first time. I'll give her credit though, it was 2AM and she didn't have her work face on, and she didn't actually yak, just the, well, you know, the reflex action..... anyway, a month went by and the same thing happened on monday, so it does seem like I'm aiming at the moon but what the hey? I'm still around, I stilll love sniffing and barking at things and my mom & dad really love me so how can I leave just yet?

Rock on,
Kodiak