Before I left, I noted that Jester had eaten about better than 3/4 of his can of shreds - a little less than what he does when I give him his insulin in the AM.
I picked him up to give myself a little reassurance that he was okay and he cuddled and nuzzled me - just as he normally would do. Then, totally adorably to me, he started licking one of his paws to groom his face while I was still holding him. A little more nuzzling after that (I admit, I left a bit late because I do love it when he does that), then set him down on a comfy chair.
And I'm feeling totally okay with not dosing him this morning. I looked over his numbers for the past few weeks and two days ago he went "green" twice on his current 1U with higher BG (although that was also the day I was still having to push him to eat more because of the experimentation on Saturday).
If he goes a little higher tonight and tomorrow, I'm okay with that.
Just trying not to get too excited about this progress. I don't take disappointment very well lately.