Results and conclusions
The Animal Health Trust pulled out all the stops and beat their own record for turning around a DNA test, aren't they wonderful?
Tess does not have the fucosidosis gene, so that wasn't the problem, thank god as that would have been incurable and very depressing.
In the last couple of weeks Tess has been incredibly level and it's easy to try and forget her strange lapses. Who knows maybe whatever the problem was has alleviated?
We're still not taking any chances, she's under my desk at work. The kids know not to bend down to pat her, to keep their faces out of the way at all times. I stopped the postman patting her yesterday - just seems safer somehow.
For some reason I'm holding back on phoning the vet and pressing on with the neurological tests. I think we're both enjoying a bit of semi-normality, although it could be the calm before the storm. Will phone on Monday. But for now I'll pretend it's the same old lovely Tess at my feet and nothings wrong.
Here's an office snap for of Oscar, too. "My dog's got no nose...! How does he smell? No idea, he can't see where he's going either most of the time!"