More chicken, more cheese (he looks askance at it as it's not chicken hehe), more paracetemol.
Now eating like there's no tomorrow and he's storing some of it which I think is a good sign.
He's putting a bit of weight on his bad foot, hopefully it isn't broken.
Foxy shows a defensive stance when a rival moves in on his grub but admits defeat, for now. He returns soon after and gets stuck into the food again.
I'll get stuck into ringing the animal rescue with the trap as soon as the holiday is over, surely they can't ignore my calls and messages forever.
Music: The Moldy Peaches - These Burgers
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