This morning when Benji joined me in my office and scratched my chair I let him do it. And when I sat at my computer to read the news (yes, still flabbergasted) and he stretched out in front to annoy me I was thrilled.
Wednesday afternoon I took him to the Vet to get his shots, 2 vaccinations required every 3 years, a process we both hate.
Afterwards, he slept through the night and woke up Thursday lethargic, his movements slow, with hardly a greeting or desire for breakfast. I gave him some treats and he went back to bed. I called the vet and learned that these side effects aren’t unusual and could last up to 24 hours (why don’t they tell you?) and when I should be concerned. I already was and counted the hours; I wanted my old Benji back.
I was happy when he joined me in the garden yesterday afternoon but he was still not himself with little interest in the bird chatter around him.
So I was thrilled this morning to have my rambunctious boy back, eager for breakfast, and hopefully recovered. He’s now settled down for his morning nap.
I made note of it all for 3 years hence when I will seriously consider whether to have these vaccinations again.