I continue to enjoy the brief windows of time when Shyla seems like herself. We play games on the deck. We are not able to let her off leash anyplace else because she might get confused and lost.
On the deck, I tossed her a cheese cube. It looks as if she's tracking it perfectly.
Imagine her horror when she missed! Her expression is priceless, in my opinion.
She balanced the cheese on her nose and awaited my release word so that she could toss it.
A small toss...
And enjoying the taste of cheese and of victory!
I love this girl, and I can't wait to have her full spirit back all the time!