Sometimes the stars align and things happen exactly at the right (wrong) moment. A few minutes ago I went to swing my feet off the bed right as Garfunkel began to jump up onto the bed. The top of my foot flew straight into his face!
I didn't hear a thud or crack or anything, but it was enough force to knock him about a foot backwards and onto his back. I went to grab him and he skitted away a bit, but let me pick him up the second time I reached for him.
I felt all his bones, browbone, jaw, etc., and everything seems to be okay; he did not mewl or make a face during my inspection. He seems fine... is currently eating some wet food I just put out.
Have I done everything needed to ensure I didn't hurt him? I can't tell if I'm worrying over nothing or if I'm not doing enough worrying. Any advice?
I didn't hear a thud or crack or anything, but it was enough force to knock him about a foot backwards and onto his back. I went to grab him and he skitted away a bit, but let me pick him up the second time I reached for him.
I felt all his bones, browbone, jaw, etc., and everything seems to be okay; he did not mewl or make a face during my inspection. He seems fine... is currently eating some wet food I just put out.
Have I done everything needed to ensure I didn't hurt him? I can't tell if I'm worrying over nothing or if I'm not doing enough worrying. Any advice?