Not Hungry

Mom didn't take a picture of me today, so here's one from a few days ago of me drinking out of my fountain. I am still drinking plenty of water, but I am not very hungry. I am eating some of the canned food every time Mom gives me some, but I never clean my dish any more. I am also eating some of my new dry food, but not nearly as much as I used to eat of my Friskies. I am still making poop puddles.

Karen Jo: I wish you would eat more, Herman. I got you some more canned food, so there is plenty for you. I really wish you would clean your dish when I give you second breakfast the way you used to. That is when I give you your pro-biotic. At least you are still eating more at second breakfast than you are at your other meals, so you are getting at least some of the pro-biotic. You still scratch at your platform for treats, but only the same amount as always, so I don't have to worry about you filling up on treats. The vet did say that I could give you some boiled chicken, but only a little bit. I will look and see if I can find you some turkey, as Whicky Wuddler suggested. I got some real live dead shrimp, thinking I could share with you, but the vet said no. The good part is that you are still acting like a happy cat. You cuddle with me at night and wake me up in the morning. I love how you have figured out when the alarm goes off and wake me up before then, because you don't like the alarm. You come eagerly for your brushing and still purr the whole time. You come to greet me at the door at night and your tail goes right up with its little curl when you see me. You still give me a token struggle over the Interferon, but take it like a good boy. Your poop puddles are getting smaller, but I'm afraid that it's because you are eating so much less. I'll boil you a chicken breast in the morning and see if a little bit of that will stimulate you to eat more of your I/D food.