He seems back to battery.
He’s back to the normal morning routine. He’s been pilled, filled, pee’d and poo’d...
He’s even wagging his stub.
As to sharing? I got four hours of fitful sleep while he trampled after dream bunnies against my legs. No worse than sleeping with a running moped equipped with studded snow tires.
Ah. Mebbe it wuz jes’ sumpin’ he et.