And thank goodness evil cat is stealing. OH and I watched her sneak up to a piece of sausage left by little bear, slowly slide her paw towards her target, flick it off the plate, knock it on to the floor and kill it. She enjoyed herself, but it was a bit creaky, a bit slow and lacking in her usual malice.
I have noticed for the last day or two she is looking like she is feeling her age, and she is looking very small and slim. She seems to be able to curl into smaller and smaller circles on the sofa. Now she has started to widdle next to the litter tray instead of in it. That isn't a good sign, because evil cat just doesn't do accidents. It is one of her good habits.
I don't think it is a time to call the vet in, and if I have the slightest hint that evil cat is suffering I will call the vet for more pain relief/different ideas/anything. But today I have been really reminded of how frail she is. And last night, as she was sitting on my face, there was no weight at all. Poor old girl. I hope she will feel better soon.
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