Call me conservative, but I’m still not ready to completely relax and believe that Newt is fully back to normal just yet. However, all symptoms are go; and, we have lift-off.
Hopeful signs include at least 36 hours with no drool. (Thought I may have seen a tiny fleck of drool at 1230 lunch yesterday, but could have been paranoia on my part, and simply a moist mouth from him lolling contentedly in the sunshine).
In addition, we have:
- Five (5) series of nocturnal, stealth footsies attacks,
- Four (4) regular, home-cooked meals in a row – eaten to the last crumb,
- Three (3) rousing games of tormenting One True Love,
- Two (2) flying feeding forages into the top of the bay window, and,
- One (1) guardedly optimistic set of shunt cat parents.
Houston, has the Newt landed?
LOL! You are so clever! Fingers crossed that the eagle has landed!