Someone is feeling better. Even more so since we only subjected him to two meals of the gastrointestinal wet food the vet sent us home with.

Poor little guy absolutely hated it. Hated the quantity (which is weird as food motivated as he is – he was 100% tired of eating about 1/3 of the way through his half can), tried to enlist his sister to help him finish dinner, and almost threw a revolt at breakfast when it was more of the same.

The look on his face – you would have think everything he holds most sacred has been betrayed …