We had a bit of a domestic crisis -our geriatric cat, Sherlock, the old man of the house has been unwell so we had to take him to the vet. Looks like it's an inflammatory problem which is a great relief because I was thinking that we might be saying good-bye to him.
Instead, he is spending the night at the vet's so that he can be given a whiff of gas in order to get a blood sample from him. He objected rather fiercely to attempts this evening - that's our boy - stroppy.
So no Ace-Girls tonight but that's ok! I get walked by Ev tomorrow - prepare to sweat!
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