Spencer was to be picked up for the vet 10.10am appointment. I prepared a towel and some biscuits for her. Despite of my instructions, she went under the bed to sleep, and it took a while to locate her. Then of course she started to scream. Kiki thought she had been abducted, and was trying to save her. This sweet Kiki followed her downstairs, but there was nothing he could do. Spencer was still very distressed at the vet, as it was a typical over-run day. Luckily there was a resident jet black cat, who actually belongs to the pet shop next door. Shadow took a break from grooming on the counter and sniffed at Spencer, maybe to comfort her. Spencer seemed to calm down a bit, and the towel had helped.

By the time they saw the vet, it was already 11.30am.

The vet called me at 12pm to confirm the symptoms, and to explain the tests and procedures involved. Spencer had to stay in to collect the urine samples, do a X-ray and run a full blood screen.