.... just checking in folks ...
My hoomin went out of town and left me under the watchful eye of my vet.
He decided he could not take better care of me than the vet would. I think he was right. If he stayed home, he could not do anything for me better.
Thus I rested and the staffgot to love on me all they wanted. I think they forget how to speak around me. They would just make those 'ooooooh' and 'aaaaah' noises.
... so here's my leg, slowaly healing. They took another x-ray of it.
My vet said it won't heal straight, but it will heal.
She consulted with a specialist and as long as the leg is healing and I'm not gnawing on it, I'll keep it. Meaning, they won't have to saw it off ;-)
Finally, I get home and what do you know?!? A willow wreath is waiting for me. And scooter snaps! Yep, scooter snaps! And Oxbow timothy hay treats. Hoomin even tasted one and said they're ok.
So, yep, my bones are too delicate to even try anything fancy like putting a pin in them, or a plate around them :-( But a callous is forming and that might be as good as it gets. In the meantime, hoomin is still fiddling with my set up, rearranging stuff, smoothing out anything that my leg might get caught on.
I guess it could be worse. Everything said, nothing keeps me noming down a carrot.
This hoomin he calls 'Ang' (or Angie?, can never tell exactly, are there 2 of them ?!?) grew some carrots in the yard. And they are coming up nicely! Right now I can inhale the whole thing in one sitting, but they are supposed to get bigger!