Pete has been getting the Flagyl/metronidazole since Saturday night. He will pick at tuna. He will sit in the kitchen and wait for some tiny bits of raw beef (I split and packaged our Monday CostCo buy yesterday). This morning, I saw him finishing off some soft food in the bathroom. Good news!
Yesterday I saw him poop for the first time since last weekend, it was down by the pool and I waited until he was finished. Still looked pretty nasty, but I attribute most of that to the not eating.
He’s done a fair job of cleaning off his butt (I would have done it earlier this week but he kept hiding someplace and I couldn’t find him and didn’t really want to stress him much more than he was already stressed) and today he’s acting a lot better than he had been. I’m still giving him the meds (he only got one yesterday, he got his first pill pretty late in the morning and he went under the bed when I was looking for him to get the second pill. Unfortunately, Brian was in bed, so I couldn’t start moving furniture to get to Pete. Needless to say, he only got one pill yesterday.
He did get a pill this morning, I’ll keep giving him this stuff until Saturday evening.
Monday, on the patio
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