Klinker

Thanks to the miracle of Costco roasted chicken and with some very careful, deliberate cajoling, Klink finally came out from under the bed 13 hours after the incident.  I had tried canned food - no interest.  Water - no interest.  Shredded some chicken on a plate and he perked up a bit.  He started to move towards the plate so I kept moving back - and finally, he was out from under the bed!  Gave him a quick look - no puncture wounds.  Tufts of fur out.  He seemed OK.  Gobbled down the chicken and stayed out from under the bed while I ran downstairs to shred some more.

He walked to his box in the bathroom and was definitely walking very slowly and carefully.  Favoring his front left paw a bit.

At this point, we're pretty sure he tangled with a barbecue grate that was leaning up against the fence.  He probably walked between it and the fence - and bumped it enough that it ended up on him somehow?  And from there, he panicked (it was pitch black out and he must have felt 'attacked') and ran - possibly with the grate on his leg or something?  Who knows.  I don't see any scratches or blood.

He's better now....still out and doing OK.  He followed me around upstairs this morning and did come down with me for a bit but didn't go out.  Maybe he's learned his lesson?  He's definitely subdued but then again, he's had a traumatic experience.

I am working extra super duper hard to attempt to be off most of Friday.  Here's hoping.  I'd love a three day weekend - the first off in a really long time.  Maybe we will try to spend some time at the county fair.

Pig races and bad food - great way to ring in a weekend!