He’s indestructible. Not that we want him to be otherwise, but seriously, he’s almost a superhero at this point. Can leap for raisins in a single bound! Can … chase his tail a lot … okay, he has no superpowers, but he’s been home from the vet a week, has put on a tenth of a pound (they only weight two or three pounds as it is, so that’s a lot) and is starting to eat solid food from his dish again. Which is good news, because he freaking HATES his medication, so the sooner he’s off it, the better for my hope of one day having my arms be scratch-free.
He’s a good boy.