It's Halloween! And, once again, my sweet Milk is a most cooperative feline model.
Things are still going along quite well for him, thank goodness. We've got another seizure-free month under our belts. (Well, since neither of us wears a belt, that's not a particularly apt image, but, you know...)
Although he's eating enthusiastically, his weight is still a minor concern. He's a very long, tall cat - particularly considering the early malnutrition - and when he weighed 12 pounds, he was a perfect size. None of this you-can-feel-every-one-of-his-ribs-and-veterbrae then. But that seems to be the only worry for right now. He does need to have both his phenobarb and keppra levels tested again, but I am feeling (surprisingly!) confident that he will be in a good range on both. Hopefully. Well, maybe "confident" is slightly overstating my attitude. "Confident" is not generally in my range of emotions. But maybe, just maybe, his keppra level won't be in the 50's and his phenobarb level won't be in the 30's. Oh, I hope......
One more picture. I just love the way he looks like he's laughing and winking in this one - it's rapidly becoming one of my all-time favorites. There are no words to describe how much I love this skinny little happycat.
Hi, Marianne!
