I found him halfway across the yard laying on his right side. He was breathing, but not moving. I stroked him and spoke gently to him. I ran my hands over him in the dark to try to check for injuries. I picked him up and gently rolled him over to check his other side. He was completely limp except his breathing and his eyes were wide with panic. I tried to set him upright on his feet but he flopped over. I thought he'd probably broken his back, and that I would have to face the consequences of responsible ownership by humanely ending his struggle. I decided to put him back in his cage while I called animal control. In the amount of time it took me to go in the house, get my phone, and leave a message for animal control, Porkchop perked up. I was surprised to see him sitting up in his cage.
I checked on him an hour later and he was moving around and seemed to be alright. This morning I did a thorough examination from head to toe. Porkchop is terrified and he tried repeatedly to kick and get away when I touched him. I'm sure he's sore and scared. That said, he's alright. His fur is stiff and cowlicked with dried dog slobber, his coat is full of dirt and loose fur, but no blood. I did discover his ears need some ointment, but that's likely from itching, not the dogs. He'll be medicated today to relieve the ear issue, and I'll watch him and hope his temperament returns to normal following this near-death experience.
In what seems like lesser news now... Dora has started pulling fur this morning in vast quantities. She has fur in her nest box, fur in her cage, fur all over the ground, fur flying through the air, and fur in her mouth carrying more into the nest. It wouldn't surprise me at all if she ends up half naked when she's done. I expect babies today or tonight, so I should have a head count (hopefully) by tomorrow morning!