Athlete's paw, y'know...
Poor old Sid has been in the wars recently with various ailments, but the biggest downer was cutting his pad on some glass during a walk. He’s been hobbling around on three legs for more than a week now, sporting a little velcro bootie that he detests - and I’m having to restrict him to just one short walk a day, to let the foot heal. Inevitably, his weight has crept up a little - although I’m sure it will come off easily once he’s back on four legs. But it’s also interesting to see how enforced sedentary living has affected his mood - he’s beendepressed and irritable - exactly like I am when I can’t exercise as much as I’d like!