Holy Mackerel, where to begin!  First things first. Four pooped in the
litter box today and I am ecstatic!  I need a real life apparently.  But it
is a begining. David and I found a small litter box and got it into the KK
sideways and scooped litter into it through a hole. Whatever it takes.
Hopefully he will continue this behavior.  Getting him to
continue to do this in the litter boxes on the porch and in the house will
be another challenge for another time.

We wound up at the vets early this morning quite unexpectedly.  His FIV
condition overcame his antibiotics and his wound was enlarged and seeping
blood, this change happened within 48 hours. He was the very best patient
that any kitty could possibly be, he was super excellent. Antibiotic power
was put onto the wound.  I was given Baytril that he needs to take in
addition to the Clavomox. His temperature was normal. He has gained 4.5
pounds in a month.

The vet, Dr. Hernandez, checked his mouth, this dear sweet cat has only one
canine and two teeth. His mouth is full of white stubs of broken teeth. Can
you imagine 3 years of living like he did?  Trying to find food was
difficult enough, but trying to find food that he could eat must have been
unbelievably difficult.

I care so much for Four because he is so loving, so cute, so funny, so
responsive, but, he was taken in not only because it was the right thing to
do but largely, big time, because he is spirited, tough of will, not a
quiter, determined, life-loving and a survior against the meanest of odds.
There are damn few people I know that I can say that about.

And there is still a credit at the vets.  Thank you all so very much.  Damn,
it's raining right in my face. You have made a good life for a wonderful cat
and my family gets the fringe benefits of the funny faces, and silly things
he does and the joy he brings.  C.