Damian used the litter box just a tiny bit.
Renee caught him drinking from the toilet (his favorite *shudder* water dish)
He’s upstairs eating.
He’ not out of the woods yet, but this is better than yesterday (and Friday) when I cannot confirm that he ate anything that wasn’t plastered on his nose. And the litter box remained dry most of yesterday and today, so unless he’s sneaking to the Litter Maid, I’m still pretty worried.
But it may turn out to be *JUST* a URI, in which case the antibiotics will do the hard part.
Tomorrow we’ll see. And see if there’s cancer anyplace new. Now that we can afford to have *THAT* removed, either.