On the thirteenth day, he pooped!
I never thought I'd be this excited about poop, but there you have it. Thanks to Nurse Celeste's secret weapon!
Now the really gross thing:
Jack (the cat) has a habit of stealing things other cats have killed and bringing them home. It makes him very unpopular with the neighborhood cats, as you can imagine. I'm not sure why he thinks that we're fooled by this, but he continues to leave other people's little morsels on our doorstep. And this morning (gross thing approaching) he brought us a bird.
A bird that had been dead for quite some time.
A dead bird with things living in it.
Ew ew ew.