the tilt  

While yesterday he could barely stand without assistance and could only walk a few steps if he pressed against the cabinets for support, today he has made it the 20+ feet from his litter box down the hall and across the kitchen three times already.  To say he walked would not be accurate.  It was more of a semi-controlled stumble, but he only fell down twice and each trip has been closer to a regular walking pace, and closer to walking.

I walk with him in case he gets too tired or spins-out on a smooth tile, but he gives me a look like... "Thanks for getting that foot going again, but I got this mom."

Oddly his raised level of awareness has made it even harder for me to do normal things like get a cup of coffee, because he notices if I move my hand away from his bed even while I though he was sleeping.  He did allow me to do a load of dishes though... as long as he had direct line of sight the whole time.  I think that was okay only because he thought (rightly) that I would bring him some wet food afterwards.

Hamper has also been eating and drinking well, though I still hold the dish for him or it will be spilled.

Sadly, our younger cat Ten is following her wild-instincts and hissed and tried to drive Hamper away from the food dishes.  I know it is often nature for wild animals to drive a sick or weak member of their "pack" away, but it sure would be nicer if she would give him a cuddle instead.

Of course, since he can't hear, the hissing didn't seem to bother Hamper at all, and he is getting a ton of cuddles from me and gentle cleanings with a damp cloth. ( Sorry kitty... my tongue just isn't built for that. )

So I will probably still be spending the next few days camped in the dining room day-and-night with him, but if his recovery continues at all like today, he should be able to fully get around on his own again very soon.