Those of you that don't know Lacee's story, you can read it here, or just go to my archives, labeled Lacee.
She has made tremendous progress in the last two weeks. She walks 90 percent of the time, with great confidence. She stands so pretty and tall, letting on an air about her, like she is so proud of herself, almost like she just discovered her legs for the very first time.
She made her first jump last weekend. I was so very proud the first time I witnessed her crouching down low, wiggling her body, looking at me then back at the shelf contemplating, then up she went. She still climbs more then jumping, but she is definitely gaining strength in her legs, and jumps now about 50 percent of the time.
The rest of the cat pack has accepted her, and she loves all of the attention. She is still supervised while loose with the cats, and will not be left alone with them, until I know she can safely get away from them if needed, although I don't think she will need to, but best to be safe.
Each and everyday, we all just fall in love with her a little bit more. She is a very special little soul who has brought so much to our lives. If someone would have asked me 2 months ago if I thought she would ever walk normal, or close to normal, I would have said no. Look now, who am I kidding? She is my little walking miracle.