Price's bad leg is dragging and making it hard for him to lie down. So I put it up in an old-fashioned sling.
Because he's gotten used to lying around and feeling sorry for himself, we've been noodging him down the hallway to strengthen his good hind leg. There is much whining and complaining, but now he can actually get to the litter box and the water without the dragging leg slowing him down. We take the sling off at night, so he won't have a chance of catching it on things, or at least when he's without or supervision.
Then afterwards there is purring. Right now it's ling cod season, and I caught my first ling cod ever yesterday. I have to fish when I can because Price loves fresh fish, and the Old Cat gets what he wants.