I set him in the litter box after a bottle, and he peed, nice and neatly: new life skill. He hasn’t pooped since Sunday evening though. I think increased control is another skill, which could use some refining. I’m hoping the litter under his feet will inspire him, but he sees the vet tomorrow instead of Friday. He’ll be 3 weeks old then and can get some deworming and such.
The friend’s cats are back with her, and probably thrilled to be outside again.