No matter how many dogs I've fostered, I'm always amazed at how quickly they assimilate to routine and consistency. In fact, they thrive on it.
Milo has been starving - literally - for a long time. Long enough to damage his liver as his body started to metabolize organs and the dog who was throwing himself onto the table 6 days ago now sits nicely for treats and can be dissuaded from eating the cat food with a simple "Naahhh!" He knows that there are two meals a day and that there will be a treat ball or just treats for going into his crate. There is a lot of praise - to balance out the "uh oh!" or "nahhh" words - and pats and hugs.
A heck a of lot of progress for such a short period of time.
One more dose of Panacur left. Hoping the gassy output will be done as well. Whew! At least there is no diarrhea.
Good rest last night. Much less coughing. Poor guy is tired out. His little body is dealing with a lot right now.