Before last night, I hadn't heard Loki purr so much since he was a wee kitten. He was very glad to see Tom - kept making himself comfortable either settled on or up against him. At bedtime, he nestled between us, moving to sleep on my legs sometime in the course of the night.
We suspect the vet may have sent home a different cat by mistake. ;)
He has two little shaved bands on his front legs, where the IVs were, making him look a bit like a poodle. How very undignified! ;) I'll be putting a picture up sometime this weekend.
Speaking of the weekend...it's taking its sweet-ass time getting here! This afternoon has crawled by more slowly than a one-legged turtle. Just another two hours...