Kenzie was a perfect angel today. She endured the poking and prodding like a champ, and the vet didn't even need to sedate her for the X-rays. Her pelvis and spine look perfectly normal. There's no evidence of previous injury, and no damage to the vertebrae or disks. Which is great news on the one hand, but doesn't shed any light on the cause of her semi-paralysis.
I was just glad it was Kenzie on the hot seat instead of me. I didn't even begrudge her the extra slice of banana she scored after the exam. I did not appreciate it when the vet put the two of us on the floor so she could evaluate our gaits, and Kenzie decided that would be a good time to mount me. HER, mounting ME. It's supposed to be the other way around! Oh, my battered dignity.
So Kenzie's condition is still a mystery, and one that's unlikely to be solved anytime soon, at least without benefit of a bunny MRI. The vet said that would run close to a thousand dollars, and might be just as inconclusive as the X-rays. So for the time being, we're going to watch and wait. It might be months before Kenzie has another episode, or maybe *paws crossed* she never will.
Now we are back home, and Kenzie is soothing her frayed nerves with a heaping helping of timothy hay, fresh from the new bale. Granny brought it with her this morning. Granny also brought a big bag of birdseed, which I am eager to get my little jaws around. Mom is in the bedroom taking a nap, "sleeping off the stress" she says, as if SHE was the one getting manhandled today! She says, "It's harder on me than it is on you," which I don't believe for one minute. Neither does Kenzie.
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