Good news!

We went to visit Tusse at the clinic after work today. He was much better - moved around a lot more, refused to be carried in that bowl thingie he was in yesterday. Demanded cuddling and tried to make us remove the feeding tube from his nostril. And he'd eaten a little! He tried eating some ham while we were there, but the e-collar was in the way and he couldn't quite get at it. But at least he tried! He seemed happy to see us both; we both had lots of white hairs on our shirts when we left.

The staff there is great; the nurse who's been spending most of the time with him seemed very affectionate to him and it was obvious he liked her too - he was looking for her when she left the room.

We stayed for half an hour or so, and came away greatly cheered.

Then we went home and had hot dogs for dinner, it being Friday and all.