Smudge finally decided to talk to me for a little bit. I even managed to coax a faint purr from my dearest buddy. It was pretty short lived though, he took off as soon as he could. My only thought was that as I watched him slink around the corner of Grandma's place was that his tail was pointing upright, the sign of a happy cat. I thanked him for letting me know that, or at least I thanked his back end, because that was the last thing of him I saw.
As for how he is doing, he is slowly becoming the gorgeous cat he was before his CRF diagnosis. His coat is as luxurious as always. His spine is slowly being covered with a nice healthy layer of muscle and fat.
His new friend, Chloe, sat with me as Grandma and my Wife gave Smudge his fluids. She sat and chatted and told me that her and Smudge play lots this week and that he is her bestest friend ever. I told her that is good because once apon a time, he was my bestest friend ever.
My wife says that Grandma has pictures of Smudge enjoying his new home. Once I have them I will post them as part of Smudge's Sunday update.