I think it's official. Oreo is part of the family. We posted an ad on Craigslist and called various shelters and the pet hotline. No one called for Oreo. That's okay with us. Our family will give him a home for many years to come.
Oreo is walking around now, but he favors his injured leg. Liv said today that he is starting to put some weight on it now, but not much. He loves our family and has moments of separation anxiety. He's a good dog, mild mannered, lovable. We try to speculate on the type of home he came from. His nails were groomed, and he's housebroken, so there was some care taken in him. However, we can't help but think that the veterinarian described his injury as "focused blunt trauma" and he has moments when he is skittish around us. In any case, he is with us now.
Eartha, our cat, even seems to take a liking to Oreo. In fact, I think she picks on him for amusement. It's almost like the animal version of Emma picking on Jacob.