He likes to play with the toy in the pics. I had him running and jumping around pretty good but I don't think he really trusts me yet. He seems to associate getting picked up with me giving him medicine, which unfortunately has been quite an experience. He's supposed to get drops in his eyes, which works about half the time. He's got some other medicine that I'm supposed to put a drop in each nostril twice a day, which is impossible. He squirms and fights so much that I don't know if I've even gotten a single drop where it's supposed to go. And then there's another one that I'm supposed to give him orally with a little syringe and ten minutes after I gave him that one this morning, he vomited it back up. Poor little guy probably thinks I'm trying to kill him.
RIP Ziggy 1998-2012