I rushed back from work today as I was a little worried about Willy being left alone for 8 hours.
The first thing I did was to clean up his cage and I noticed he had well-formed stools and just traces of pastiness. The faeces are definitely firming up.
I fed him his medication too. As before, he tensed up and tightened his muscles so grabbing the scruff of his neck was a problem again.
But right after feeding him his medicine, Willy had a visitor.
It was Mr Zurik and I think I almost heard him say to the smaller cat: "I know, I've been there too."
Mr Zurik...can you figure him out?
He's got a heart beneath all that Russian tough-guy act.
But of course Mr Zurik did not come in peace. He locked horns with Vincent first, then I had to pacify him with food.
Here he is eating up all the leftovers. He is a big eater. Russians are, I suppose.
Hey...good news! It's not Timmy picking up the leftovers!
Of course Igor and Otto came with Mr Zurik. How can the colonel be without his bodyguards, right?
Mr Zurik actually sat at where the green stool is, right in front of Willy's cage until Timmy came over.
Friend or foe, you tell me...