The title of this post is an update on the situation with the cats. As of right now (yes, universe, I do realize that I am about to jinx myself), both cats are back to their normal, um, output, if you will. And, if you've been waiting on the edge of your seat for that report, I feel really, really sorry for you.
As an aside, Guinness is no fan of canned chicken, which I have subbed in for canned cat food. He will eat it, but, he would much rather have something cooked from the kitchen; he may be spoiled.
Finnigan is not so picky (which explains his girth) and has been enjoying the novelty of people food quite well. Today is the last day for that, as I feel relatively confident (yes, universe, I still know...) returning to the normal routine of dry food supplemented with a can of wet a day.
We will see how it goes.
And, I have now written two posts on the topic of my cats and their poop.
I need new material.