So we babied him Sunday, kept him off his feet and (because I was worried about infection) took his temperature so many times that he was contemplating an order of restraint. He also firmly solidified himself into my heart when he dragged himself and his sore leg up stairs to be near me as I worked to fix a leak in the shower.
This morning he looked good and after work I was greeted by him bouncing happily from foot to foot. I know he had to go out but I think he was happy to see me too. I'm going to give it a few days but I think he will be racing through the field after balls soon enough.