When all at once, Coco rockets out of Shel's lap. barking. Shel yelled for him to get back, but he didn't listen. He told us later he was afraid Coco was about to go after Howleen Wolf's hedgehog, Cushion.
And before China Girl could do anything, he fell the three or so feet to the floor.
We all hurried over, fearing the worst, but he hadn't been knocked unconscious or anything. The good news was that he hadn't hit his head. The bad news was that he hadn't hit his head because he'd landed on his left arm. He thought he was okay until he tried to move his fingers and couldn't move his thumb.
Maddy took a look at it and confirmed Shel and Howleen's fears. The armature in his thumb was broken.
Howleen felt terrible. She thought it was her fault for having Cushion out of his cage. I told her it wasn't, that nobody else was going to blame her, either.
Maddy, meanwhile, had fetched an elastic bandage - well, a piece of elastic, anyway - and set Shel's hand so he wouldn't be in pain until she was able to repair it.
She said she thinks that the armature might have been damaged in the fall (push, really) that shattered his other arm, because normally, a fall from that height wouldn't even faze a cloth doll, especially with a carpet to land on. Howleen didn't know the story, so Shel told her. (He's getting a little braver about opening up now.) Howleen told him that if his ex ever turned up around here, he'd have her, Clawdeen and their brother to deal with, and he wouldn't like having to deal with a bunch of pissed-off werewolves. I think Shel got a laugh out of imagining that. I know I did....
And as for Coco and Cushion.....
*Maddy's note: The chenille stem armature in Shel's left hand really did break - I wish I could figure out something better to use that would still give me some degree of flexibility...*
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