Sunday, April 03, 2011

Meester Fawlty.

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Apart from the fact that he is not very interested in eating actual food, Basil is on the mend.  He is getting plenty of nutrients via the oesophageal feeding tube so I'm not too worried about the lack of eating; although if he could manage a bowel motion I'd feel he was really getting back to normal.   But he is still on a morphine patch, which is, as my nurse-friend puts it, very binding.  He is definitely showing signs of feeling more himself, he quite often makes the effort to get himself on the litter tray, he has started to do a little bit of grooming, has managed some weight-bearing on the side with the iliac subluxation (in other words, the side that has the problem we are treating conservatively rather the completely shattered side that required the surgery)  and best of all he is seeking out cuddles.  Indeed, if one of us sits anywhere near him he drags himself over to our laps.  I've taken him out for some sun both days, believing, as I do, in the restorative powers of sunlight and fresh air, and he was very happy about that.  I also put a towel down in front of the lounge-room heater last night and kept him company while he slept contentedly.  He most definitely resisted any attempts to put him back in the suitcase, and really, can you blame him?

In other news, Cherub woke me the other morning with a request to make his breakfast because his stomach was so hungry it was meowing.

My little tap student H, from this post looked at the new posters I have in the tap hall, specifically one that looked like this...
and said in pleased tones to me: Hey! There's your brother!  Because boys of that age are of course brothers.


And Climber had his cricket presentation last night.

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He received a bowling award and mention was made of his excellent fielding talents too.

7 comments:

  1. I trust the meowing stomachs did you a favour and allowed an extra hour of restorative sleep this morning?

    Way to go bowling dude.

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  2. So glad to see Basil is on the mend... and all ready to travel the Orient Express in style, were it so required!

    My verification word: resste.

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  3. My stomach makes horrible burbling/gurgling noises and not necessarily when I'm hungry. A small meow would be rather nice. Go the cat, go the cricketer!

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  4. There's not a photo in this post that didn't make me think "look at that gorgeous little face".

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  5. Nnnnnawwww! Too much cuteness all round! Meowwing tummies and a little boy who recognises your brother (I love how kids say that: is that your dad, ie husband/man-friend). And a bowling/fielding kiddo too. Love, love, love your blog!

    Carolyn

    word verification: prityptu (nnnawww!)

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  6. Like the above - cuteness all round!

    So glad Basil is on the mend :)

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