Poor Little Frostie

He's not happy, but at least he's getting medical attention, a lovely warm home and food - if he can be bothered to eat. He hasn't eaten very much at all the last few days but he nearly bit my arm off an hour ago when I hand fed him some nice ham.  Mmmmm, I think he's getting me trained already.

Now, if only he'd got to the toilet, but he won't use the litter trays.  Vet says it'll happen sometime, somewhere. Let's hope it 's not on my light blue carpet. :-)