To the vet....AGAIN.....

Hi, Jesse James here....holy catnip!....it's been awhile since Thomas or I posted anything....so here goes....
After that last trip to the vet and a round of deworming medication Mom and Dad soon realized that my problem was more than that. I had been coughing and wheezing and they feared I had asthma...So off to the vet we went again for xrays and blood work. This time Mom had to leave me for a few hours and go home. Apparently the look on Thomas's face when she got home empty handed was priceless. His face said something like "you lost him didn't you....way to go.....now I have no brother.....guess who's ass I'm going to have to bite now when I'm in the mood to play....ya......yours.....". So after a good long cuddle to calm Thomas down Mom and Dad headed back to get Jesse. They found out that yes, it is asthma. After a shot and some medication we headed home. What happened next is not for the faint of heart....I Jesse James Walker started a sneezing festival that was of epic porportions. As "sneeze-a-palouza" ended I shook my head one last time and let go with the largest most nasty bogger any living being has ever manufactured. After a couple more coughs over two days my asthma was gone. What I gained was a whole new lease on life. Mom and Dad thought my energy level was just fine during my sickness but I showed them otherwise. I think my antibiotics contained a wee bit of "smart ass". I now run like the wind for no apparent reason and have become a serial face kisser in the middle of the night. I love the look on Mom's face when she opens her eyes at 4 am and see's my sweet face 2 inches from hers....then I just kiss her entire face while she dives under her pillow to protect herself. I haven't really enjoyed the "pilling" part of my day though that has now ended and we're waiting to see if the asthma comes back or if it's gone for good!!! Mom and Dad had to work together to pick me up, hold me, shove this yucky pill in the back of my mouth then tell me how great I was. I learned quickly that I can shut my throat off completely and work that foreign object into my mouth and out the side. Bingo....no more pill....I rock!!! They were relentless though and in the end I kind of liked all the attention. Does that make me a bad person? (fur person)? Anyway, other than that life is great. We went out in the yard on our leashes recently which was cool. Thomas headed straight for our large cedar tree in the back yard where the bird feeder is. He's been watching those birds for so long dreaming of the day he could get out there and chase them in person. He didn't waste anytime getting into the zone. He struck out but he had fun trying. Well, that's it for now...thanks for taking time to read about our life....