It turns out the reason I was getting a little frustrated with Hamslice was that I had the stomach flu. I was feeling puny and nauseated, but I figured it was because of the fatigue. However, the next night Hambone came down with it.
Trust me, this flu was less attractive on Hambone than it was on me.
Now that I'm feeling better, things are back on track. Hambone and I both are completely infatuated with the little guy. It's surprising how attached we've become.