I mean, if looks could kill. This is Luna in the waiting room at the vet’s today, surrounded by DOGS, and looking non too pleased about it. Been noticing lately that she’s been drinking a lot more water than usual and so a full check up with blood work seemed in order, especially as she is 13 and a half years old. To be honest, she complained a bit when we first hit the street, but once inside the taxi and afterwards, not a peep. Thank god. Half (or more) of the stress taking the cats to the vet is listening to them scream their heads off all the way there and back again. But seeing her here in the carrier it was if she had decided to bide her time and plot her revenge for when I least expected it. I fear for my feet tonight.

Luna was also good as gold during the examination, blood extraction, all of it. But then all my cats have always been like that, going all floppy at the vet’s (which I know they appreciate). Anyhow, it’s all good news. She is weighing in at a healthy 3.8 kilos (a whole 1.5 kilos more than Morcilla!) and the test results showed no organ issues, just that her defenses are a bit low. Teeth good, eyes a bit “slow” but within the range of a cat her age. No obvious arthritis but Sonia said after a probe of her hips that Luna probably isn’t leaping up onto things much anymore. You kidding me? That girl is leaping all over the place all the time. That surprised Sonia and said it was a very good sign.

To sum up. Sonia has recommended a 6 week course of a vitamin booster (can’t remember the name, Nutri-something, they didn’t have it in stock so will have to go back on Friday). Then a follow-up blood test. She suggested two weeks from now, I suggested after the treatment was finished. All to be decided. But the great news is that, for a gal her age, my Luna is in pretty good shape, and that’s such a relief after losing Loki last year. Upon arriving home the first thing Luna wanted to do was EAT as she had to fast since yesterday evening (without understanding why she was suddenly being STARVED TO DEATH). Meanwhile Morcilla didn’t even notice the food dish had gone missing. My girls. Now officially senior citizens, bless.