Good evening, Everybun!
After a day that was long on anxiety and short on pellets from Charlie, things took a turn for the better. It took a lot of belly massaging, syringe feeding, and writing down every pellet that managed to come. We kept our v.e.t. updated via texts and chatted a ton with buntie Susan. The biped almost went into stasis himself.
In the early evening poops started coming! She ate a tiny salad of cilantro and mint - with doctor's permission, of course. Now she wants cookies as if nothing ever happened.
Are we out of the woods? We won't count the pellets before they come out. We're just hopeful. We may even return to our "normally scheduled programming" if Friday morning goes well.
Good night and good luck!
- Gus
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