I think I figured out why he isn’t in any hurry to drink…I think he is enjoying the spoiled a life a bit too much.  The picture above is an example of how he is kicking me out of the recliner in his room.  🙂  I’ve been praying that Cutler would magically start drinking from the bottle and then the tube wouldn’t be required, but we are quickly running out of time. 

The feeding tube will be put in at 11:30 tomorrow morning and then hopefully we will be home by Friday, just in time to snuggle together as the weather starts to turn cold again.  Of course that all depends on how well things go with the tube and then the recovery.  I know it is a very quick and minor surgery, but I am still very nervous.  But whatever it takes to get him home.