This little devil has been kicking a fuss at Max's place.

Last night she was in bed until 8pm, and we couldn't wake her by calling or shaking the treats bag. She came out eventually, had some treats, had her medicines and we stuffed her into the cage. She screamed all the way of course, but less noise compared to a trip to the vet.

When she reached Max's place, she refused to come out from the cage. We had taken along her basket, litter bin and one of my old shirts, and she has her own room to prevent the two cats fighting. Max took it in his strides, except he threw up at 10.30pm. Maybe the excitement was too much for him. Spencer finally left her cage and settled in her basket at 11.30pm.

Unfortunately at 4am she started to scream blue murder, and nothing could pacify her. Sigh. If she goes on like this, her holiday may hae to be cut short!