Well he seems to be doing a bit better. Still quiet and subdued, but active enough to nab a spatula and frying pan out of the sink while I was getting his medicine today. (He's officially joined the "thousand dollar club" with his October vet bills and the remainder of my weapons budget for 2013 has been diverted and depleted.) He also went outside to chase a cat off my truck in the driveway because...well because it's what he does, sick or not.
He's just finished mooching some leftover burrito off me and he probably thinks he got over with that unusual treat but what he doesn't know is that his medicine dose for tonight was inside.