Little Lester Leroy is a little bit of a biter. I don’t blame him a bit as he has been through a lot in his life.
I’m pretty concerned that he may not be “fix-able.” His right leg is bent and stuck at an odd angle. I looked at his x-rays today and it isn’t broken or dislocated, so it’s just weird.
It’s constantly sticking up at an odd angle, and it can’t feel comfortable like that. I guess I’m still hoping that the antibiotics treating the bone marrow infection can help him, but that leg looks bad to me. I didn’t want to bend it or try any physical therapy until after I’d seen the x-rays, and tonight I tried to maneuver the leg a little bit. It doesn’t seem extremely painful but it’s not comfortable. I bent and held it down in a normal position for a bit, but it just pops back up when you let it go.
Whichever way you look at him, that right leg is always sticking up funny. Our friend Peggy said, “Maybe he just always has a question to ask.” Ha ha… “Waiter? Excuse me, waiter!? More lettuces please. Hello!? Waiter!”
He really is a cute kid. It’s unfortunate that he has been through so much. He’s missing chunks of feathers and has a few nodules on his neck that are probably old wounds. I was hoping that at the very least he could recover and live a happy life from here on out. But if he can’t get to the point of walking or even sitting normal… I’m not sure what his prognosis will be. He’s not super friendly like Flapper is, so it’s not likely he will enjoy being around me. He does enjoy Flapper’s company for now though. Right now he just needs to take his antibiotics and eat and be good, and he’s doing that really well. So for now, he’s doing his best.
In other news, George went to the vet today for a check-up. I wasn’t sure he was feeling 100%, and we needed to have his blood tested anyway before he can go to his forever sanctuary, so we took him for a check-up today. I think he’s fine, I just worry too much. George is as sweet as ever and a very good goose. His foot is still improving and the scab is down to a very shallow tiny scab of less than 1cm long. In a few more weeks it should finally finally finally be healed. Whew!
Olly Astro has yet another respiratory infection. When it rains, it pours! This is Seattle, after all. If you remember, she came to us as a rescue after being treated for eight weeks for pneumonia. She has had two more infections since then, and this week she got another one. It looks like she’ll always be susceptible to respiratory infections since she had a really bad one. Maybe she has some lung damage, I don’t know. But she is responding to antibiotics and doing well. Her latest trick is running right into the house when I open the door, like she owns the place.
Lastly, Flapper was extra sweet tonight. He must have missed me today, because I sat down with him and he snuggled for over an hour.
I hate to share photos of myself, but you just have to see this teddy bear snuggler. He cannot be contained.
He loves to be as close as he can be, and to tuck his beak and snooze and chat.
He couldn’t be any sweeter. It’s just impossible.
And as always, he is a great storyteller.
It was a busy day, so we’re off to get some rest.
Good night and quacks (and honks from George).
