And evidently, he's not quite ready to check out of the Hotel de Vie
quite yet.  =o) He cussed me out all the way home, when he wasn't
busily rubbing his muzzle against my finger, thrust into an airhole of
his carrying case.  He's also been grumping at the girls, and giving me
evil looks, but then spoils the effect by coming up and rubbing
enthusiastically against me.  I'm not sure Francesca is so overjoyed to
see him home--I think she enjoyed being the Top Cat.   I must evidently
get more aggressive about pilling the old dear, though.  I THOUGHT he
was swallowing his meds, but evidently, the little sneak has been
faking me out. BUt after a five day hospital stay his thyroid is much
better, if still just a bit high for comfort.  He does look as if he's
put on a bit of weight, and his coat looks better for all the
Subcutaneous hydration he's been getting.

Dr. Mell very kindly billed me for the boarding rate per day for Pan's
hospital stay rather than the hospital rate, so my bill was not so bad
as I'd feared. I got out the door for under $200.00 much to my relief.
I'd been expecting to pay $300-400.00 dollars.

So Everyone, thanks SO MUCH for all the purrs and support--they were a
huge help. I'm most grateful to you all--Cat lovers are some of the
best people there are!  I think Pan's lease on life may be limited due
to his age, but I don't think I'll have to say farewell quite yet.  The
Power of the Purr is indeed amazing!

Melissa
Love and Merry Christmas to all!