Denis the vet only lost a little skin, as did I, and it will grow back.
It seems that Bear was walking around on this broken leg and with a dislocated hip for about a year.
Something else that happens to me regularly is that I meet people when they are out walking their dog. I effortlessly remember the dog’s name, but the person? Only if the planets are in correct alignment and even then, maybe not.
“I’m getting a bit old for leaping off high walls in the dark with a three legged cat,” I said.
I relish the strange names that people and children give animals. Once I looked after a chihuahua called Lassie.