“Let me see how pathetic I can look.”
Pretty good, Ollie!
Mr. Ollie only slept about three hours last night from midnight to 3:15 AM. He couldn’t get comfortable and was whimpering and yelping every now and then when he’d move the wrong way and hurt his leg. I finally got a clue and moved him into his pen (instead of in the bed with me) in the living room. He settled in fairly quickly and then slept from 6:30-7:30 this morning when the Captain got up. Looks like I will be sleeping in the living room for the next few nights. Hopefully he’ll get used to it and I’ll be comfortable enough with leaving him alone and can return to the bedroom.
Yes, I crocheted him a little cover for his splint today. It only took about 30 minutes to make. I didn’t crochet the end closed because it would make that tip too slippery on the wood floors. He uses it as kind of a crutch and it’s all ready slippery enough. It’s going to get awfully dirty in six weeks. This way I can remove the cover and wash it at least. It’s much softer than the tape that’s wrapped around it too. He’s been laying his head on it since I put it on about an hour ago. It may keep him from biting and chewing at that tape too.
For those of you who have mentioned it, amputation is a possibility if the bones don’t heal properly, and that’s most likely the route we’d take rather than putting him through surgery and plates and screws, rehab, etc. I just didn’t want to mention it before because it was such an awful thing to think about. We’re not going to even entertain that thought until we see how it goes the next few weeks.
This is a full-time job keeping an eye on him, holding him, and making sure he doesn’t move around too much when he’s in his pen. I’m not sure how it’s going to work when the Captain goes back to work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday on 12-hour shifts. I don’t know how I’m going to get his medicine down him without another person to hold him still. Maybe I’ll go next door and get my neighbor to help me twice a day. I’m pretty sure she’s home most days.
I’m going to make a little video of him hobbling around on his peg leg later today so y’all can see how pathetic he is. (Like you don’t know all ready!) He has to get down and walk to go potty. It’s gut-wrenching. GAH. Poor thing.