Ok, so nobody prayed...
BUT, he definitely had more spunk this time - tougher to catch, fought the syringe, and SPIT out the food, little bugger...
We'll see if tomorrow he at least remembers the taste of it, and gets some of the multiple feedings. Or I will net him again... man, what a life. When I look at him I can almost hear him, "How did I get here? Where the HELL is my ocean?!?"
