So I syringe fed Miko every time he was awake yesterday. This morning when I came downstairs and changed their water bowl he got up and had a big drink. While I prepared the meds he went to the kibble bowl and helped himself to a little breakfast, then another big drink of water. Then he had his meds, none too happily. I hope this is a good sign.
I got him out of the cage last night and wrapped him in a nice, cosy towel. I cuddled him on the couch, talked to him, cried all over him, told him how much I loved him and about all the pet talk people who wanted him to get better. He must have gotten too much loving cause he started to squirm, so I put him down on the floor. He ran behind the TV to ensure his toys were still there. Then he proceeded to chew on a tennis ball. When he was done playing I hugged him, cried on him a little more and put him back to bed. He is just the sweetest creature ever.
