Either due to the stress of confinement (although he is in a cage big enough I can stand up in it) or the stress of the vet visit or his introduction into food arriving in a timely manner, and I can’t rule out all the meds he is taking- this poor boy was up all night heaving and having projectile diarrhea. I know TMI but when you take a cat who has been living on the streets for a period of time, and bring him inside to get him healthy, you have to take all he can give. I have to say- One-Eyed, he’s a giver! LOL

I finally was able to cuddle him on my lap, wrapped in an old bathrobe and we both fell asleep in the easy chair in the cage. Told you it was a big cage! 🙂 He slept huddled to my neck, kneading his claws softly into the old terry cloth robe who has held many a sick kitty all these years. He did not purr though, he would softly meow through the night, but no purring. Since we have to put drops in his eye every hour round the clock, I found a way to do this without disturbing him much. I drop the liquid through a small coffee straw poised over his eye and the liquid just drips in.

I kept telling him over and over that he is now safe. No one will hurt him and he can relax and get better. This morning, he was able to keep his small breakfast down (so far) and my fingers are crossed. He really is a lovely boy.