The news is basically not good. Roly has managed to eat a little, he's not in any major distress or pain. There does however appear to be a mass in his abdomen, and he still has the squirts. He's still on the drip. He really can't walk on his own.
The mystery of the vanishing snail-trap beer is solved. Wednesday has been drinking it.
The only really good news today is that the wonderful Bob Eggleton (the fantastic cover for DRAGON'S RING) is going to be doing the artwork for DOG AND DRAGON. I am trying to write proposals but am so depressed and tired that between spells of Roly sitting I have achieved almost nothing.