The top of my toes had worn off from dragging them on the carpet and grass and the concrete back porch. Pat made a yellow silk drawstring pouch for me to wear on my foot. This forced me to pick my foot up more and it made the muscles sore in my leg. Pat was holding me in her lap while we were watching TV at night and doing physical therapy on my leg which the vet prescribed. I just thought it was our usual TV watching time together on the couch.
Good things come from all that loving.
The vet said I had built up some muscle mass in my leg. Eventually I improved my walking step and did not have to wear the pouch on my foot. It still took some time to get accustomed to walking in the leaves in the yard. We believe the surgery was very successful. Then, Pat noticed my leg quivering whether I was being still or moving.