Monty came home today at 11:00am, but the celebration has been short lived. He has explosive diarrhea (which we were warned to contact the doctor if we see) so I’m picking up another prescription that is supposed to help (125mg metronidazole twice daily). He seems to be stiff and have some mobility issues, and has pretty much only moped around from one spot to the next as if he is uncomfortable. He is not himself and seems just as bad or worse as he was on Sunday.

I spent $57 on materials to build him a patio potty using a washing machine drip pan, he’s not sure what to do with it yet but when I put him on it at 4am this morning he used it so that’s a good sign.