Still me, Myst, here. Muddy is back. He was not eating at the vet, but as soon as he got his bearings at home, he went to his food dish and ate! It was a good sign. He is not so lethargic, either, but is walking around meowing for a brushing and wanting attention. He has to take 8 pills a day, one is an appetite enhancer that is making him anxious, but it helps him to want to eat. He has a 6-inch line of stitches on his tummy but he seems to be getting to the litter box ok and was able to jump on the bed after several tries. I feel a little less sad cause he purrs when my humans pet him.
Here is a picture that Terry just now took of him. While Dandelion and I sniff him a lot, nobody has been too aggressive towards him though Dandelion is not completely sure so the parents supervise their visits for now and do not leave them alone yet.
They cancelled their Thanksgiving trip out of town and will be staying around here. Yay, cause I hate when they leave. I follow Terry around all day long and I get too lonely when she is not here, so lonely that I don't eat, either.