Not so great. He doesn't eat much, and I'm terrified to lift him,
because he is just skin and bones and he's so light, lighter than the
kittens. But I have to give him his meds while trying to be gentle with
him. It's a bit of a struggle every time. I talked to the vet today, and
she said I can let him eat anything, as long as he gets something into
his tummy. So I'm trying out different foods. This morning, he ate some
of the kidney food, a few pieces of kibble, and some minced meat.

Then again, when I got home from work, he seemed bright and happy, and
came to meet me at the door. He's been outside in the enclosure and
enjoyed the incredibly warm weather for this time of year. I don't know,
I'm on a rollercoaster between despair and hope.