I am still doing pretty well. My mom has only noticed a few changes in me. I'm more flatulent (gassy) than I've ever been. My stool, which had firmed right up when I started my medications, is a little soft again. I'm still eating plenty, but I've become a little fussier about what I eat. I'm playing a little less, but that might be because Devi is a toy hog.
I'm still purring, grooming, cuddling with my siblings, demanding cat grass, and pretty much acting normally except for the few things mentioned above. I'm still taking my medicine like a good boy.
Thank you all for your purrs, prayers, and support. Although it would be wonderful if I would exceed all expectations and make it was past my dad's return home, we will all be very happy if I make it at least until then. I have to sign off now, because my mom's eyes are starting to leak. We love all of you, my friends!