The good news is that I’m getting half the throat-squirts of horrid tastes that I was. I’m sure it’s because I’ve learned to be cagey and not be caged. Since my energies are better I’ve been able to wriggle and escape a lot more often. I made a couple wrong turns when I lost my head and got backed into a closet.I miss my petting but I can’t risk getting toweled and get that ick down my throat. I’ll do all my cuddling as body contact on their heads while they’re asleep instead.