But I think she has had another episode of some kind, or another stroke. She is now dragging both back paws, and her hind quarters seem to move with a mind of their own. Her spirits are up--she does not seem stressed or in pain. Even though it is hard to watch her in motion, it was great to see her chase a squirrel!
I had to rush into the house to grab the camera, as I was unprepared for she who just won't quit.
No really good chase scenes, unfortunately, before she moved on to stick.
We played stick for only a few minutes, but they were precious, fun, exciting minutes.
Then something else caught her attention, and the game was over.
There are more pictures, after her pause shown here, that are very difficult to view. She started panting, and I had a clear opportunity to snap some shots of the tumor area. All those photos are shot without benefit of viewing--I have to keep her attention facing me so I could aim the camera at her side without her attention following my hand. 
I took this photo upside down, which is the easiest way to capture her when she's this close. She happily munched away on the tennis ball bone, asking every now and then to go outside. 
Even though there is still a small amount of the white stuff in this photo, today was a beautiful day. 
Of all the action shots I took today, this is the only one that is clear, AND shows their faces.
This should be the last of our snow. It all melted in the south lawn by the end of the day, save the stubborn pieces on the north side of the trees, and the fence. 
Her stick behavior IS modified--this stick is not quite as big as her usual weapons. 
And Ansel is usually up for some rough and tumble fun.
I am not sure why I like taking pictures of her footprints. It was CHILLY this morning, before the sunrise, so we didn't spend much time outside.
It rained a good portion of today, changing back to snow shortly before dark. As you can see, not much accumulation. By this time, shortly before 9:00pm, the snow is tiny pellets, like the stuffing from beanbags when we were kids.
This weather is tough on Everett. She barely moved today, and I spent more than a few hours on the floor with her. Our short walks did not show much head bobbing, which is good, but she just really didn't want to move around very much--a rarity for the little girl!!
On a positive note, she did chew on the tennis ball bone once or twice, and guarded the new rope my sister Koren sent to us. Tomorrow is to be blustery (this IS April, right?), but Sunday starts the warming trend, and I hope Everett's motivation improves as the weather dries out.
We were out early, because we knew this was coming. It started raining around noon, and it gradually changed to snow. This winter storm warning is in effect until SATURDAY! Hopefully the strong winds will not stick around that long.
I did my best to tire both dogs before even the rain started, knowing that the coming storm would make them nervous. Sure enough--pacing, panting, whining...we have it all. I wish there was something I could do, to reassure them. Other than the general unrest, Everett seems to be doing very well. She held up nicely during our morning outings--I wish I'd been able to take at least one picture of her in the yard while we played. Note to self--charge camera battery daily--it's Lithium! Tomorrow should be full of great photo opportunities, if there is enough snow to bring out the puppy in my two seniors. So, until then!
Next time I may time how long we are outside playing!
And her "take no prisoners" attitude is 100% in place. 
It's hard to tell, but she's pulling back on this tennis ball bone, with all her weight. Wouldn't that put a lot of pressure on her teeth?
I gave up...Everett never gives up. You go, girl!
6:12pm After eating, she is such a pest, we go out the back to run around. User Error, of course, with the action shot.
6:15pm What? Something caught her attention, she stops for a few seconds, and I get a still shot of her. I know it's only seconds, because she is already moving in the next frame (not shown, thankfully).
6:21pm Back inside, her jaunt in the yard was clearly not enough exercise for her. She has shoved herself under my legs at the table--that is my knee taking up most of this frame. She is pestering me for more attention.
6:59pm Not content with just taking the tennis ball remnant from him, Everett has moved on to stealing the Galileo from him. Ansel gives up and goes to his basket. 
7:25pm Having conquered all the toys in Ansel's possession, Everett goes back to the tennis ball remnant, and takes it to this bed, where she can stretch out and watch me while I'm working.
And so goes an evening with Everett. 
I was able to get out with the poodles while it was spitting, but not really raining yet. 
It is really hard to see, but Everett has a stick between her feet. She was chewing it just a few seconds prior to this photo, when something in the neighbor's yard caught her attention. 
I brought Everett with me in the car today. She was nervous, as always, with the pending storm. Panting, she tried to climb into the front seat (she's never allowed in front), and I had a good view of the tumor area. No doubt about it--radiation is good for getting rid of tartar. Her tooth at the surgery area is completely clean--what's left of it anyway. And as her infection is retreating, so is the material holding in said tooth. The entire root is completely exposed. Her tooth looks like it will go to the tooth fairy any minute, and I am just amazed that she continues to eat chewy food, AND chew on sticks!!
What used to look like a separation in the sewn tissue now looks like the parting of the Red Sea. To my untrained eye, there appears to be no evidence the two pieces used to be together. And it looks like another small growth is starting forward two teeth--if you look at the photo a few days ago you can see it. It's tiny, sesame seed size, and an ugly color. On a more positive note, besides that small seed, the fissure in the gum looks like healthy tissue; it is not an angry red nor puffy nor weepy.
And while she's not finished destroying this one, she did gather up the others (one behind her, the other just at the bottom of the photo), to make sure Ansel does not have access to any of them. And now for a short snooze....
Because she slept so late, her meds were given 13 hrs apart, instead of the prescribed 12. Even so, she seems to be responding well! I am thrilled she had a good night of sleep--happy for myself, too. :-)
There is no visible swelling left in her face, and as you can see, she's resting on the tumor side of her muzzle. What a great way to start a Saturday!
She is lying at my feet, looking out on the rain storm that is passing through town. Our first one of the year, complete with thunder. She hates thunder. She knew the storm was coming before I did...she always does. 
Taken April 3rd, after we knew the cancer has metastasized.
Does she look any different? Well, these are all action shots, so maybe that's not a fair question. 
These two photos from today were taken 4 minutes apart--one in the snow and one in the grass. Please note the size of this stick, by its shadow in the photo. And the game was instigated by Everett, not me! In her current sore mouth condition, I would never ask her to pick up a stick, much less one this big. 
