He hurt himself yesterday. He was fine yesterday morning, but limping around last night. It was obviously so painful, that he didn’t do any playing. He made it to the litter box, then limped back to his bed. *sigh*
I took his temperature and it was normal, so there’s no fever. He did play a little more this morning with his sister, but he’s still not feeling good. He wouldn’t eat any of the yummy food I tried tempting him with, so it’s a good thing his mom is here. He had no problem at all hitting her food distribution area.
So, it would appear that he played just a little too hard at some point and pulled a muscle. Poor little guy. I was so ready to take him to the vet, especially after Ciara’s problem, but I think waiting a few days at this point to see if it resolves itself might be the best thing to do.
Right now, Rory is playing with a mousie in the hallway and Lorelei is with her son, grooming him while he gets his breakfast.