Well, there haven’t been too many Handsome updates lately, so here’s the latest.
He’s quit trying to beat the crap out of the other cats. It’s been almost a month now. Even Oliver has quit hissing and trying to smack Hans. It’s really nice, after all the fighting that went on before.
It’s my opinion that the testosterone has finally left the building. And I don’t miss it one bit.
Of course, Hans hasn’t been feeling all that well, either. The baytril did the job and I started him on l-lysine tablets, a half a dose at least once a day, which is 250mg. That seems to be helping his body overcome the cold that won’t quit.
He still drools a lot, which I hate, especially when I step in a cold puddle of it barefoot, but it’s becoming apparent I’m going to have to get used to it, because it never stops for very long. Maybe a day or two at the most. I’ll take the drool over the fights any day, that’s a fact.
And we can always tell when he’s feeling better. He resumes begging in the kitchen and at the table.
Here he waits for something to drop as Brian makes his breakfast
I like it best when I see him sleeping somewhere, stretched out. Like a cat who’s comfortable does.