To cap it all, one of our cats, Scooby, dislocated one of the little bones in his foot, or should that be paw! I don’t know how he did it - probably doing some SAS manoeuvre from the roof! Anyway, after three trips to the vet, an X-ray and a bill the size of some small countries' GDP, he got home.
He had on the most enormous bandage, like a plaster cast, and was all doped up. The bandage lasted precisely two minutes as his prime motivation was to find food. As we couldn't keep a bandage on him, he was confined to the house for as long as possible. I let him out yesterday for a hobble and although he's walking on three legs, he seems ok.
The chickens are doing well too and now my wife is back she's suggested that we get four more, two each from two different breeds. I'm a bit reluctant but if I say yes, does that mean I can get a tractor? Has anyone got a remedy if you get egg bound??