Big sigh.
Ok...It's been two weeks and Uncle Fuzzy's issues were getting worse. Without pausing to think too much about it, I made another appointment for the poor little guy at the vet. The vet agreed that indeed, he was much worse than the last time he was in. Fortunately, it was clear this time that it WAS mites. I'm a bit annoyed that it couldn't be diagnosed two weeks ago, but what are you going to do. Poor Uncle Fuzzy got another injection, and will have to come back in two weeks for yet another shot. The vet said he should show signs of improvement in a few days.
We now have a textbook example of what one will do for love (love of Michael - not the rodent).
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