Return of the Hunter and an Update

Thank you again for all the purrs. They do seem to be working. The vet rang my mum today and said the bacteria culture from my urine sample was negative so that rules out a UTI.
I am feeling a lot better in myself and only have occasional diarrhoea now and no vomiting. I am still getting my appetite pills but only every 48 hours and am eating fairly well with them, although I am still not putting on weight. My next one is due Thursday morning but mum is going to see if I still eat if I don't get it. If I don't eat much by midday, then I will still get them for a bit longer.

Mum has decided she needs to cut back on my blogging a bit. Don't worry we will still be here. When Eric was still with us we used to post almost every day, but when he had to leave us we cut back to 4 or 5 times a week. Mum feels that she is spending too much time on the the computer so we need to cut back a bit more. Eric will always have his Friday Flashback day and I will post at least once a week. maybe twice.
I will also keep you all up to date with my health.
Maybe during the cold wet nights of winter we may do a bit more again. I am still being very good to take my thyroid pills. Dad holds me and mum pops it back my throat and washes it down with a very small syringe of water.
Anyway, that's enough of that. Here is what you have been waiting for, me back in the fields looking for those mousies.

Mum asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. Lately she or my dad carry me to the field and back so I don't tire myself too much. I told her there was no need, I wanted to lead the way. We went in to the nearest field and I went up to the long grass.
I hear mousies!

There is something here.

Mum said I looked like I was going to disappear down the mousie hole.

Well mum, you're wrong. It isn't a mousie hole......

it's a mousie nest and I've dug it out.

Now I have to see if there are any mousies that I have evicted.
I did find one half grown mousie and grabbed it quick. Mum told me I was a good boy and to not eat it.
Are you joking! After I went to the trouble of catching it.
She was going to take it away from me so I ran off up the field and nommed it before she could get there. I didn't give her chance to get a photo of it. She wasn't very pleased with me and said eating mousies was not a good idea as I had been so ill. I don't care though, it was very tender and tasty.