...about over the weekend, poor old guy. I suspect he landed wrong sometime yesterday and gave himself a sprain. No evidence of anything serious, but he slept on a blanket on the floor yesterday afternoon and evening by the bed.
He seems on the mend; felt able to so came up to sleep closeby at about 2AM, and has spent today relaxing and being pretty careful. The limp is still there but far less pronounced, though pretty clingy still. That's fine with me; he stuck by me when I pranged my back so if he wants to be close and fussed over he earned it.
Silly old sod...