Yesterday evening, there were NO squishes on me or around in the bathroom two hours after Foster Daddy gave me a bath! They were both so impressed! They checked me again in another two hours, and still no squishes!
So, I was let out into the rest of the house. It's now about 12 hours since I was let out, and still nothing! :) I've been sleeping a whole lot. My brother was trying to get me to play first thing, but all I wanted to do was inspect the house to make sure it was the same as when I left it. I even crawled under to check that Starla was there. Then I curled up in the chair for a good three-hour snooze, because I'd spent most of my incarceration screaming to be let out. I was a very tired boy!
This morning, I'm playing with my brother. Foster Mommy is giving all of us the FortiFlora now, for good measure.
She's taking me right now to the groomer for a real bath and a trim on my pants.
UPDATE: Squishy just went diarrhea, but it was in the box! So he has a little way to go until full recovery, but is getting soooo much better!
UPDATE AGAIN: Just got back from the groomers' at PetsMart. He squished on me there, but I think that's because he didn't have a litter box and needed to go. He did awesome with being brushed and toenails clipped, screamed during the bath, and tried to run away from the shaver. Now he's home playing and eating.