Managed to convince myself that Dance was dying the other night. She hurt herself the previous day somehow jumping onto my back step, and then to top it off spent the night and yesterday morning sick to her stomach and for the first time ever, refused food. Took her to the vet who couldn't find anything wrong other than she was acting a little off. Now today she is acting perfectly normal and back to her old mischievous self. Definitely need to get her into a chiropractor though. I just need to find a new one and so far my attempts at finding one available for new patients hasn't gone well. Poor little Dancey. I am so relieved that she is ok and aside from the random injury, probably just ate something she's allergic to, but I was completely panicked about it yesterday thinking it was all related and something was severely wrong. Dogs. They sure know how to keep you on your toes.