Spencer can never retract her claws at the back paws.

I left work at 9.30pm. And stepped into a pool of Spencer's vomit at the hall. Sigh. She had vomitted on the sofa too. She can't put the blame on Max this time, because I saw some black fur.

Other than that, she seems to tolerate Max very well, and the litter bins were untouched. Max slept by the water bowl, and she on the kitchen table.

Max had three feeds tonight, one wet and two biscuits. Spencer ate too. Now he is sleeping on the scratch board, Spencer on the kitchen table. She sat outside for a long time, and complained about the water because Max had drunk from it.