I went to see Ernie at the vet this morning, and when I left and was driving home the steering wheel was smelling of tuna fish off my fingers where I'd been feeding his beautiful wee face!
Yes, thank God, he's still with us and fighting hard, and thankfully he's starting to show an interest in food again.
Still early days though, and it remains to be seen what happens when he comes off the drip, but he was purring and happy looking, and I even managed to find the moveable spot that makes his back leg work (if you don't know what I mean by that, you have never had a pet cat!).
The vet now thinks there's a good chance this happened because he drank some antifreeze, so I'm going to have a look out in the (communal) back garden area to see if anyone has left any lying around, but both Ernie and Elmo wander further than the immediate back court, so he could have found it anywhere.
While very mindful that he's still got a long way to go, I'm feeling a lot happier. Please continue to channel waves of positivity in his direction. Thanks.