State of the cat

Mage took some tuna (especially the water it was packed in) pretty eagerly at about, hm, 11pm I think, but was still very curling-up and disliking everyone and everything--and occasionally dribbling bits of poo. (Thankfully he was not much inclined to move around.)

Then I got waked up at 4am to hear him projectile-barfing it.

Cleaned it up, couldn't get back to sleep between worry and earth-shattering pooky snores, eventually did; just got up again. We've just offered him a small portion of both tuna and some leftover special canned food from his Amazing Betubed Cat period. He cleaned his plate, which was good in itself certainly, but I am more reassured by his eagerness for pettin'. That's much more Magelike. He's sacked out again now.

If he can keep that inside, we'll offer a bit more, and perhaps see about giving him a good wash. Oh, won't that be fun for the whole family.

I should get some sewing done, but I can't hardly see straight.

Cat status

No barf, no poo. (No bodily ejections at all.) Probably a total of one can's worth of a mixture of tuna and gooshyfood. Which makes it a little more odd that there hasn't been ANY litterbox-destined product...

Patient is still standoffish and does not welcome attention, though prefers to be hand-fed the food he deigns to take, go figure. He only moves to curl up on a new spot on the computer room floor. Was feeling well enough to give me a warning nip when I lifted his tail to inspect for new ick. I'm hoping this is the cranky recuperation phase. The boys are all telling me I'm being over-anxious right now, but it's agreed that if he's like this in the morning someone is staying home with him.