We sort of have a new dog in the house, her name is Rosie. Physically she is the same dog but mentally it's like we just picked up a new dog from the shelter. After the eight seizures this past weekend she doesn't remember us or our house. I think that knowledge was lost during the seizures.
She paces through the house when she is nervous, which is most of the time. She avoids contact with us if she can. We hope she will come out of this wierd state and return to being one of the sweetest dogs we have ever known. Here are a few pictures of her.
The last one is with her sister when we first got her.