He made a massive improvement overnight and was up and moving around, so again, we have been able to bring him home. I drove carefully and slowly all the way home, and the best noise in the world has been his somewhat mournful meoooow from his box - meaning that he is alive and complaining - rather than slumped and in trouble.
He is now wandering around the house looking rather drunk. He is a bit mal-coordinated. His front legs are the worst, and he will turn and leave one leg behind. He is also having a bit of trouble jumping up and coming down the stairs. This may just be the drugs, as I assume that he has a fairly heavy dose inside him, but we do have to expect some long-term damage. He has the human equivalent of a heavy calibre bullet stuck in his head. It is a miracle that he is alive at all. There may be some sort of brain damage causing some problems.
As for now... He is home. He purrs and curls up in my arms, so things could be worse!
About Me
- The Copper Pot
- I own a small company called The Copper Pot, which specialises in historic foods. We produce a range of foods from around 1390 through to the Victorian era that people can enjoy at home, such as hot chocolates and stews, We also do a lot of historic and food markets, give talks and demonstrations, in in my spare time I research the history of food and dining
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