He’s still in the hospital. He’s not out of the woods yet. The vet wants him to get a little better on his own before she treats him, because she doesn’t think he’s strong enough or stable enough right now to survive stressful treatment. For example, she’ll need to anaesthetize him in order to x-ray him, and his respiration isn’t stable enough for anaesthetic. His breathing is still laboured, and we don’t know why. He’s not interested in food either. They’re still tube-feeding him.
He’s also very sleepy today, and that concerns her. She’s hoping it’s just from the pain meds, but she’s worried there might be something else going on. They’re going to discontinue the pain meds tomorrow and see if he perks up.
GC took Rosie to the vet today for some shots She’s gained a kilo since we got her, and the vet says it feels like muscle, which is great. He visited Oboe while he was there. I sent along a bagged lunch of his favourite foods, and his “girlfriend.” It’s a toy that Oboe’s especially fond of. They have an intimate relationship. Apparently Oboe was happy to see both of them.We went to visit him this evening, too. He really perked up when he saw me. He climbed all over me and sat on my shoulder and seemed pretty happy. He wanted to fly, but he can’t. After about 15 or 20 minutes he was exhausted and I put him back in his little cage. He took a tiny bite of the millet I brought him. And then he curled up with his girlfriend and fell asleep. It just about broke my heart.