Day Twenty Six.
I spent practically the whole day in bed. Still so tired and ill.
But at 4pm we made it over to the vets with a sample of Molly (our female cat)'s wee, to see if there's a medical reason for her drinking so much water all the time. She's very fussy though, and only wants to drink from a glass, and a glass that I'm currently drinking from at that. We thought she might have cystitis. The vet tested it and said she didn't have that. They don't know what's up with her, and all they could say was we need to keep an eye on her and see if she gets any worse.
Well, that's good news in a way, and we've been feeling guilty about not doing anything about it despite our worries. So all we can do now is watch and wait. At least we've done something.
She looks OK. Maybe she's just spoilt?!
Happy Winter Solstice & Merry Christmas
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