The vet has visited. Nice Mr Next Door has been present with welding gloves. Evil cat has been confined to one room and has been very cross about it all. The vet completely failed to get a urine sample this time, but she did manage to get some tartar off evil cat's teeth, so that was at least a consolation prize.
She is still tiny, skinny and very stiff in the back end. However she is still maintaining a quality of life. She can jump onto laps although she prefers to sink her claws in and pull herself up. She eats, she begs and she sleeps in warm sunny patches.
The only thing that has perhaps changed is that her eyesight has deteriorated. I have noticed that she can't always see the food dishes, and she often misses when she gets a drink of water, but she isn't bumping into things, she is managing. Apparently high blood pressure, associated with kidney disease which evil cat definitely has, can do this. As it does not affect evil cat's quality of life in any way, I am not stressing about that. And otherwise she has not really deteriorated at all.
I gave the vet a box of chocolates and breathed a sigh of relief. Evil cat has gone upstairs to sleep off the nice fight. That is that for a few months.
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