Yup, kitty is his old self. By Sunday evening, in fact, he seemed much recovered. The healing powers of catnaps!
And Monday morning he was jumping to the bathroom sink and draping himself happily over a shoulder. Tuesday I picked him up just the way that had caused him to hiss on Sunday and gave him a cozy shake. He hung in my hands uncomplaining, then I whisked him into the crook of my elbow and kissed him on the head. So, yeah, didn't take him to the vet.
Looks like rain today. And my umbrella forgotten in the workroom at the library!
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