I am feeling worried about our chocolate girl. I started reading about all the possible causes of myoclonic seizures, and some are terrible. I knew about them already but seeing them written in black and white made them more real.
I'm trying to talk myself out of a funk by looking back at our time at one of our favorite places in the world - the high mountain pass where I met the pack after a long mountain bike ride in August. As I go through the photos, it is very clear that we've packed a lot into the time we've had with Shyla so far.
She leaped into mountain lakes many times this summer.
And she learned to nail the landings.
She's become so confident about her leaping and swimming that she's beating R to the ball a lot of the time. Just a little while ago, she would hang back and let him do the retrieving.
During our time in the San Juan mountains this year and previous years, we saw myriad gorgeous sunsets. This photo is Shyla, with a very typical relaxed look on her face, in the light of the setting sun.
And here, she's zooming toward me from a dropoff to the west of our campsite.
She's an amazing dog who has brought so much love and sweetness into our lives. She pours all her energy into anything that I ask her to do, like this recall in the mountains.
I hope that we have many more visits to the campsite with this mind-bending sunset view with our Shyla. Hopefully, there will be a relatively benign explanation for her myoclonic seizures and a way to control them.