Soda Update

So! Soda was supposed to come home this afternoon, but then his fever spiked again and he had to stay at the vet's.

She called a couple of hours ago to say that he'd since gone full-on Exorcist, with vomiting and diarrhea and the whole nine yards. And in a valiant attempt to blow smoke up my butt, or maybe it was just a kind act to try to comfort me, she assured me that this was the last gasp of whatever was laying him low leaving him, that the illness was finally exiting, that he should be feeling much better soon. She gave him something to stop the puke-fest, and the IV meds continue. She is going to call in the morning with an update.

Soda, buddy, stay tough. You can get through this. And I miss you. And so do Pony and Tinks - they're waiting for your return. Get well soon!