Today I got Agamemnon to the vet with the doctor who first saw him last year. Much has changed since his first official checkup. The main one is how sociable he is now, as in a 180; he’s gone from terrorized, growling and hiding on the kitchen cupboards to the cuddlebug who demands his morning petting.
Anyway, Aggie was diagnosed with FIV last time despite AHS saying he was fine and vaccinated. Today, we went with the third test and it came up negative, meaning either the last test was wrong or he beat the virus. Either result is great because I love this little bundle of muscle no matter how often he looks at me, goes “mew!” whenever he feels he hasn’t received enough petting.