Watching him, he's feeling a lot better. He's moving more, from this spot to that. He's close to running up the cat trees.
He's putting more weight on that paw than he has in over a month. And not shaking it out so much as he moves along.
It's wonderful to watch. Just a little bit ago, he came into the family room to get a drink of water out of the big bowl (crock from a crockpot). He drank quite a bit, then went back into the living room where he's been hanging out for the past months.
I'm looking forward to him dashing out the door, over to the swing and scratching his paws on it, even running up it and sitting on the top. I'm sure it will come back to him soon and he'll be as right as rain.
Now, if we could just get him to not fight his medications. (He has this new thing for the past few days. At the time we usually give him his meds, he's been invisible. I found him last night, as far under the futon as he could go. Not wanting to stress him out, he didn't get his meds. We need to change the time he gets them, for sure. He needs those meds if we want to get rid of this fungus.)
But, GO ROCKY!!!