He's been icing it, keeping it taped up so that it doesn't move, etc. and it seems to be doing a bit better this morning -- though half of his foot is now streaked with purple. It's very special.
There's a couple of funny things about this, though:
1. It's a pinkie toe. You wouldn't really think that it would affect him that much, but it's very painful to walk on at the moment. Smallest little body part = huge impact
2. Huge impact, partially because he WALKS for a living right now. Which is now very difficult. This is funny because in exactly 6 days, he will no longer be a dog-walker. In 6 days he could dislocate all his damn toes and it wouldn't make a difference. Right now? Just at the END of his dog-walking career? Hobbling around. Irony or just Murphy's Law?
So yesterday N dislocated his baby toe. He was rock-hopping on the beach, slipped, and out it came... which was, apparently, excruciating. N being N, though, he popped it back into place, got the dog he was walking (Moose) and hobbled back to the car. Once at the car, though, Moose (a big Doberman) stepped on N's foot and he screamed aloud, startling the other people around.