Spencer has been depressed lately.

Two days ago she cried at 4am in the hall, at the top of her voice. I woke with a start, I didn't know what was wrong with her. She hasn't been doing that for years now.

I started the Bach again.

Work has not been easy, maybe I have been neglecting her.

I couldn't find her Mr Socks, so now I am marinating a new one for her, in the biscuit tub.

I bought her some new cat toys, but she doesn't seem interested.

I will try to spend more time with her.