I’m getting pretty good at this chasing-cats-around-and-forcing-them-to-eat thing, but experience with this isn’t something that I ever wanted to have. At least I convinced Miranda to eat enough last night and this morning that I can let her out of confinement for the day without worrying that I’ll get home from work and she won’t have eaten anything at all, again. She got 2 doses of antibiotics, too, which I hope will help with the mouth stuff and perk up her appetite. She’s not hiding any more, which is a good sign.