He's about the same.
At first I was thinking that maybe Boscoe had him intimidated. When I came home from work, Boscoe got all happy and went into the play bow, and Riley -- who normally would huff back and race around -- just kind of backed away, wild-eyed.
And later in the evening we were all out in the back yard, and Boscoe tried again, but Riley squished himself closer to Doug. Boscoe was not to be dissuaded and got pretty aggressive; he rushed at Riley and even playfully bit his throat (not really biting, you know, just playing) and Riley cringed and cowered.
So we wondered if Boscoe suddenly has Riley completely intimidated?
But then later we were back to thinking that Riley is in some mysterious pain. After dinner, he went halfway up the stairs and lay on the landing -- he's been kind of removing himself from the family lately -- and I went over to pet him. When I touched his head, he squeaked and whimpered.
And later when Doug went over to pet him, Riley growled a tiny, quiet, little growl that clearly said, "Not now."
So now I'm back to thinking that we should give him that pain medication for a few days and see if anything improves.
UPDATE, 3 a.m.: And now it is 3 a.m., and as if Riley weren't already having a bad time of it, we now have thunderstorms rolling through. He squeaked in pain when he leaped off the bed to go hide in the bathroom. So there is clearly pain in that boy somewhere, though none of us can figure out where. I have given him two Benadryl and hopefully he'll conk out and sleep through the storm.
Wednesday morning: When I tried to administer the Metacam (which squirts into his mouth from a syringe) he shrieked in pain when I touched his mouth. So I squirted the Metacam onto a saucer and he licked it up. WT had suggested that maybe Riley has a toothache. Maybe...? He has never liked us touching his mouth (we cannot brush his teeth; he runs at the sight of a toothbrush) but this screaming is something new.
Of course, he also screamed when he jumped off the bed, and, later, when he was just standing in the living room. So damned if I know.