Poor Harry's sleeping a lot, and his ankle is still swollen

Harry is sleeping a lot. Poor fellow, he has not even asked to go out since he came in with the hurt ankle, closest he came was this afternoon he was in the dining room when I opened the back door to see what the other cats out there was doing and he looked out to see what the cats was up to, but I wasn't about to let him out there and he did not argue the point any.

He's laying in his bed now, curled up with his paw tucked in getting some sleep.

This afternoon he was laying there and started dreaming, suddenly I hear this Halloween cat rowwer sound and look down and he's growling and rowering in his sleep. Woke to the sound of me moving differently in the chair, but I'm guessing he was dreaming of kicking the tar out of the cat that messed up his ankle. Hope that was what he was dreaming.