Last Friday, Mom took Franklin to the vet. It seems that whenever Franklin would try to walk, her right leg would twist and she couldn’t put weight on it.
The vet that Franklin goes to has a resident cat in their office. She had a blast sniffing Franklin’s carrier and scaring the bejeezus out of Franklin.
Luckily, she got into a private room shortly thereafter.
After a very thorough exam and molting 87 million feathers, Franklin’s diagnosis came: an over-stretched tendon or ligament running down the front of her right leg. The vet said that Mom and Dad have been doing everything right and that they just need to continue doing what they’re doing because she’s been improving. Unfortunately, the ligament or tendon will never “tighten” again but the hope is that Franklin will build enough muscle around it that the muscle will do all the work.
Once Franklin gets to her max walking ability, if she’s unable to walk efficiently, they will make a brace for her. Making a brace right now would just ‘enable’ her.
The vet said as long as Franklin is eating and drinking, as well as improving, she sees no reason for euthanasia. If Franklin stops eating and drinking, that’s a different story. Luckily, Franklin’s a pig…err, duck…that eats a lot.
Everyone’s POTP has helped so much. Thank you all!