ll Randy, the second kitty to get sick, has started acting fine. He is nursing from the bottle again a little bit, chasing the dogs around the house like a mad man, and playing with me. Chessy, the first kitty, is still quite pitiful. He fought me this morning when I gave him his fluids so that is a good sign that he is stronger. He isn’t so much interested in eating yet, but I have been able to get a little of my pedialyte, KMR, honey, and baby food concoction down him. He’s the sweet guy I’m hoping to keep. Hopefully he will forget all of the needles I have had to stick him with after this is all over. 🙁 He is getting to where he crawls around a bit, but he tires quickly. He never seems to rest well, and he is constantly whimpering. I feel so horrible. He used to purr nonstop no matter what as long as you were touching him, and I haven’t heard him pur in 3 days. 🙁 His little back hurts to stroke after all of the injections he’s had to have. I think having Randy here has helped him feel a little better too. It is going to be a long, hard recovery. The vet told me if he lived longer than a day or two that he should be okay. Some times I feel optimistic, and others I’m expecting bad things to happen to him. 🙁