It is with tremendous pleasure that I announce Flocko’s limp was nothing more than a false alarm. It was a stupid toe nail.
I admit it, I am the worse parent when it comes to trimming their toe nails, and the one that was giving him grief was a little too long. We try to get them over to the clinic to get them trimmed, but he’s not fond of the clinic and I always worry that something like that could trigger a seizure.
He survived the visit to the clinic and we are much relieved and very happy campers!
Thank you Flocko.