I'll check out the ball and track. That might work. He needs something I can start and he'll keep playing with it for hours. Sam wakes up at 6, and I usually get up with him then go back to bed. I need for Piff to amuse himself until 8. :)

The vet said that next time I'll drop him off so they can give him a shot before and observe him for a while after. He was crying when I'd pick him up, like an "Oh God it hurts so bad" cry. I felt like such a bad mommy. I carried him in my arms while Sam drove.

Glad Oscar's okay (what makes him a mutant boy?). It helps to know it's a fixable or avoidable thing though.