Nox's first day at home has been a fretful one for his new parents. His kennel cold is terrible-- he is too stuffed up (runny, not pus-y) to even smell stinky wet food. Momma slept with him last night in quarantine to make sure he was breathing okay. And he curled up to me all night. When J opened the office door this morning, he was happily perched on my shoulder, spraying his snot periodically all over me.

After talking to my favorite cat lady, tamnonlinear, who assured me that this is just a cold and gave me some tips, I shut him in the bathroom with me while I showered so he could get some steam, then wiped down his crusty little face. He spent the bulk of the afternoon sleeping in my lap.

The thing that was worrying me was that though he'd drink water readily, he wasn't eating at all. And he's a damn scrawny cat to begin with. On tamnonlinear's advice, J got him some Nutri-cal, and we got some into his system with a little kitty bottle. We're gonna mix a little bit more into another attempt at wet food, warmed up, while Jason showers tonight. Hopefully the combination of enhanced stinky + steam should help him go, "oh right. Food."

Poor sick kitty boy.

Now to wash my hands and go pet Olive, who has been sulking all day long and looking at me with slitted eyes to clearly say, "traitor!"