This is what Buddha looked like when he first came to us:
You can see how his left rear leg is bandaged, to hold it in place. Now, however, he is happy, sassy, and knows how to keep warm!
We brought Buddha home about three years ago, on July 5th, and even though I was excited I also wondered how he would integrate into our rather lively household, given that he had been abused and badly injured in his prior life. Pfeh, after being skittish the first few days (especially if someone made a sudden movement) Buddha realised he had us wrapped around his little hairy paw and has been living the high life! Still, even after three years he gets incredibly excited and dances every time we feed the pups.
Buddha has been sleeping in my room from the first day, and since he figured out he was allowed on/in the bed he is a hoot! First thing he does is flip the edge of the down blanket up and dive underneath, then he tunnels around under the covers until he finds the perfect spot and winds around and around until he has as much of the blanket wrapped around him as I'll give up. Once he is comfortably ensconced he grumbles and does a growly 'purr' (also known as a snore) as he falls asleep, often with his front paws wrapped around my ankle or wrist...methinks he doesn't want me slipping off without him! He has fit himself in well with the whole family (he'd known Abby previously since he'd been rescued by the same lovely lady who'd cared for her) and egregiously cuddles with any and all. It brings me such joy to see him gaining weight, using his leg more and more...the muscles are filling out and I do massage on it daily....and learning to trust the humans in his new home.
After three years of regular meals, massages, playing, etc... you can scarcely tell that his leg was ever injured, even the withered muscle has mostly filled in, and it only slows him down on damp, cool days. It's believed he was either thrown from a car (he was found wandering along a road, injured) or kicked hard with something like a steel-toed boot; he also had a bit of a fearful/aggressive reaction when first introduced to our home... that lasted all of about three days, and was never serious.
It's amazing, after all the mistreatment he received in his earlier years, ( I could go on and on about that, but won't) how loving and trusting he is now. When I pick him up he flops over on his back in my arms, closes his eyes and does his happy 'Darth Vader' breathing; he bestows kisses, and just generally makes everyone's day a bit better. Yup, I adore my wee Buddha boy, and always will.
Oh, and looks like Blogger has stopped limiting the number of photos I can post!
(My song for Buddha.)