it is janice's first day...so far she had to soak a poop ball off one of the classy chickens butt, try to look into wilburs bleeding mouth (i think the dolt cut himself eating the siding off the barn...)
in the house...phoebe was a hag and bit trudi on the nose....and smokey is home.
don't anyone get their hopes up..still waiting for the bloodwork to come back but i figured he might as well hang out at home while we are waiting and i am figuring things out for him. anyway..there is a problem with this that i wasn't anticipating...smokey does not know who we are. i mean he doesn't know ANY of us...he has already tried to bite ewok when she rushed to welcome him home..he keeps sniffing me and everything else over and over, trying to figure out who the heck i am and where the heck is he. i will try feeding him good shit thru out the day and see if he de-stresses when his mind is on his mouth instead of everything else.
i am not sure why he is so confused and disoriented but he is...hopefully it is just temporary.
late afternoon update..
smokey's bloodwork is back..some blood loss noted so he probably does have a slow bleed going on periodically (these bleeds can be minor and intermittent until the big and final one hits) but when i told the vet about the confusion, he said it is probably related to his very low blood pressure when he came in and he probably had a small stroke at that time which has somewhat messed up his head. given this probable stroke..his surgical risk has increased. anyway the vet said to take a couple of days to see how he does and if he fully comes back to himself and then we could decide. but right now it looks to me like the deck is stacking up against a recovery for smokey.