This morning, Sprocket visited the doctor, who absolutely adores him. She is happy with his recovery, but he has irritated a couple of his stitches, probably by trying to scratch his ear with his missing leg. They replaced the stitches in that spot with a teeny staple. Now, instead of getting his stitches out on Monday, he’ll have to wait until Wednesday.
Tweets, meanwhile, has been doing progressively better. He’s still spending most of his time napping in his fleecy nest in the living room, but he has been a lot more active nonetheless. His appetite is back. In addition to his recovery food that he gets by syringe, he is eating multi-course meals with his brothers.
I think I’m going to sleep a lot better tonight.
Oh Chun. I ❤ you too.