For now, anyway, the worrying is over. Our little Andy, still agonizingly thin, has gained over 100 pounds and a great deal of strength. What a thrill that he's finally able to stand on his feet all day and not need to collapse in the afternoon for a 2-hour recovery!

Just as happily, he's gained ATTITUDE--he's a fresh little thing as he nibbles cheeks, steals hats from our heads, and demands--yes demands--attention from us as we walk past his stall.

HEY--WHAT ABOUT ME--YOU ACTUALLY THINK YOU CAN WALK PAST THIS STALL AND IGNORE ME???? he says as he stretches his neck over his was as far as he can. And we, of course, stop and offer a kiss, a stroke, some gentle words.

Like the rest of them, he's got our number...