We finally managed to get a groomer who can shave Max for $25 in two hours. The others all asked for $100, more if Max is violent. Tuesday 7pm is D-Day for Max. It tears my heart too, but it is for his own good. The groomer had warned that the end result will be ugly, and will take time to get used to.

Spencer vomitted again this morning. I managed to push her out of my bed before she threw up. After that she came back to bed. She hasn't been doing that for ages now.

Hat was calling outside at 6am, but I didn't wake up. Spencer did go and sit by the door. She was wearing a new bell which jangles. Maybe Hat thought it was Max, so he left. Spencer called for breakfast at 7am.

Spencer was walking in and out the door, and looking intently outside. I looked out too, just in case it was Mera visiting. Then I saw the cleaner pinching and hitting Hat, who was sitting on the bench. Hat wanted to escape but was pinned down. Then the cleaner stuck a sticker on Hat's ear, and pulled his tail. I was so mad I shouted at him from the corridor. He released Hat immediately, Hat ran away, and the sadistic bastard walked away quickly without looking at me. Maybe Hat was calling for help, and Spencer alerted me. Hat is at home now, still a bit stressed.

Mera was at the garden. He was hiding in the bush, but came out when she heard me, as he was starving.