Riley, the family pet, now lives in a gated community.
Moving to this community was not a choice Riley made but one we made for him.
The gate in this picture is between the kitchen and hallway.
We have to move the gate each and every time we go into the kitchen.
So I guess our whole family now lives in a gated community.
Poor Riley has been having seizures. He was started on medication and thankfully had no more seizures.
Until two days before Thanksgiving.
His seizures occur only at night and both Tuesday and Wednesday nights he seized over and over again. It was awful.
When his medication is adjusted up he becomes ferociously hungry and thirty.
Obnoxiously hungry and thirsty.
Which leads to him going Number 1 and Number 2 all over the house.
We continue to make adjustments to his medications and until we feel he is under control, he lives in the kitchen.
In his gated community.
If you stop by the house and ring the doorbell, it make takes us a little longer to get to the door.
We have a few gates to climb over!
It is amazing the extents we go to for our pet!