I woke up today to find Olive sleeping at my feet. I reached over to get him and quickly noticed blood! He got into a bad fight last night it seems. His paw may be broken, or perhaps it was the big bite on it that hurt him so bad. He looked at me with very concerned eyes. His heart was beating very fast.
Now I know what a mother must feel like when her teenage son comes home after a scuffle.
I applied epsom salt and catnip compresses to his feeble little body.
