Manly Monday

Da Beebs: It's me again, everyone! I have to apologise for asking you to purr and cross paws for me yet again. A week ago, #1 thought I was on my way to a full recovery but then I stopped eating again, and my liver function is the absolute pits, even thought my infection is gone. So, as you know, I am heading over to a specialised clinic tomorrow.

In the meantime, #1 has made it her mission to get me to eat and she has been doing well. I ate OK on Saturday and really well yesterday. She is hoping that I will have put on even a tiny bit of weight by the time we go to our appointment tomorrow. If what I have is hepatic lipidosis, getting me to eat is half the battle won, apparently. And in case you were wondering, yes, losing Tommy just devastated me, and I am not used to the new terror yet. But #1 is taking really good care of me.

Here is a pic of me eating yesterday, whilst #1 was having her brunch:

 

She has been feeding me some yummy Japanese cans she had in stock:

 

I also found a sunpuddle:

 

And I spruced myself up a little. I have lost 30% of my body weight in the past month...

 

Genji: I have also been enjoying the sunpuddles.

 

Ollie: I love to relax on my big cushion...

 

I learn many things from my master, Fernant:

 

And I am finding out just how much fun balls are!

 

The Big V: #1 didn't take any pictures of me last time she came, so here is one from the week before:

 We wish you all a good week.