Back from the vet

Poor little Fizz.

Her and her compatriot Willow have had the indignity of being boxed up and taken to the vet.

Their indignation was made most verbally - you would have thought they were being carted off to the slaughterhouse.

But all's well that ends well. After much prodding and poking, Fizz here was given a clean bill of health (apart from a bit too much tartare on her back teeth) and Willow has treatment for her ear mites.

More amusingly, both cats have been incredibly needy and affectionate all evening. Maybe we should do this more often...