Twiggy had a follow-up with her regular doctor last Thursday. He was concerned with her head tilt and face paralysis.. He ordered an MRI, which was done on Monday. Preliminary results indicated an inner ear infection, as well as some involvement in her jaw and spine. A spinal tap was done and the fluid showed signs of a bacterial infection. A culture was started, and we should know what kind of bacterial infection by the end of the week. We need to see the type to ensure the medicine is the right one. In the meantime, She is on an antibiotic and Prednisone (steroid). She is resting well and eating, so it appears she is feeling a little better. The side effects of the anesthesia used in the MRI procedure took about 24 hours to subside.
The photos below were taken last Friday, and I decided to let Twiggy rest and use these photos this week. Thank you all for your messages of concern and prayers. I wish I could say everything was okay, but there is still the possibility of an uphill battle ahead.

“I like that new tent. What do you think, Twiggy?”
“I like that it doesn’t move in the wind.”

“I was thinking we could play a new game.”
“Let me guess. Who can eat the most Crape Myrtle blooms?”

“Not even close. Want another guess?”
“Okay. How about who can fall asleep fastest?”

Nope. It is a game that you will love.”
“I’m pretty stumped. I can’t think of something we haven’t played.”

“I’ll give you a hint.”
“Why not just tell me?”

“Believe it or not, it is fun stringing you along.”
“Oh, I believe it, and you are doing a good job.”

“The hint is we will be masters of our domain.”
“Hold on. We have no thumbs, so playing a video game is out of the question.”

“You must come inside to get the rest of the story.”
“Okay, but I hope there is no wrestling involved.”

“Well, what do you think. Mom and Dad put this up so we can see out.”
“We certainly can see. So what part of this is a new game?”

“Don’t you get it. We can see who’s coming. No more reacting to noise. We can observe and bark discriminately.”
“That is a good thing. And I see it’s a game changer. Discriminate barking. What a concept.”

“You know, deer come up the driveway.”
“Be still, my beating heart.”






















































