It's two weeks since his accident and he is clearly still shaken by the experience. Last night we decided to try him sitting on the sofa, it was fine until a car went past and he lept of the sofa and hid under the sideboard, when we eventually coaxed him out his heart was racing and he wouldn't take his eyes off the window in case another went by. I think he's learnt the hardest way possible that cars=ouch!
On the plus side he is a lot brighter in himself, too bright some might say and is proving to be quite a difficult patient wanting out from his crate and also chucking all his bedding and pots about in protest when he has to stay in!
He's been eating and drinking just fine and managing some yoghurt to help his bones repair.
He only needs to go to the vets once a day now (each evening) as he has regained minimal use of his bladder/bowel muscles which is a step in the right direction, and doesn't need the strong painkilling injection he was on.
So this week I'm working in my office in the mornings and then from home in the afternoons as it's still too soon to leave him all day but it breaks the day up for us both.
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