Had Max again last night. About 2:00AM I get woken to him barking like crazy - first time I've ever heard him bark. He's sitting right next to me on the bed and looking terrified.
Went across the street and woke up his dad. He grabbed a pill bottle and came over. I waited outside while he was inside with Max. Gave him a pill and within 5 minutes he was back to normal.
I guess every now and then, for no apparent reason, he gets panic attacks. He was fine the rest of the night and this morning.
He's got this really funny habit. I put a blanket down on the floor for him to hang on and he's not happy until he pulls and tugs the thing into a crumpled mess. He's a total spaz about it.
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“The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well,
on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away
and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.”
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