work party tonight, late Christmas one.  I WILL NOT GET DRUNK.  can't have another Sunday like last week, too much to do.  One benefit from last weekend was it inspired me to clean that toilet. Nothing like looking at the thing in close quarters to make you realised some scrubbing is required!

In other news, this has been a week of Vet's visits.  We took Millie and Jess last Saturday for a check up, with the usual double action miaowing all the way there and back.  Both were pretty much fine but Jess has 2 teeth that had rotted so we needed to take her back in to get that fixed - Cue guilty parent syndrome where you wonder how long she had had this and feel terrible that you didn't notice before.  So Monday night was "find the litter tray in the roof" and "hide the food" antics, in an attempt to prepare her for the anaesthetic.  Millie was the most interested in the litter tray so that wasn't a success and both were apoplectic with hunger by the morning, practically marching the bedroom with "feed me" placards .  Paul took Jess in the morning and I moped about at work worrying about her until getting the call that all had gone well and she could be picked up at 5pm.

She returned home and was OK, though very shaky and bemused.  Not at all happy and kept trying to run away from either of us but struggled to get her legs to do what they were told.  She needed soft food so again, Millie won out as a side product and the both of them have had a great time over the last few days eating Salmon Sheba (god that stuff stinks).

By the next day Jess was back to her usual self and the op seems to have been a success, although I have to take her back in a hour or so for a check up which is NOT going to go down well....

My guilt was eased by buying Jess a cute basket and heated pad which goes in it.  In typical Jess style she steadfastly refused to use it at first, then started to, but only when we were out of the room (leaping out of it as soon as we appeared, with a nonchalance of "me? in the basket?  don't be so stupid!).  but shes getting the hang of it and seems to now be quite taken with it.  But the guilt factor is catching so now I have to buy one for Millie so it doesn't look like I am favouring Jess.  I want to get one of those ones that hangs off the radiator which I think Millie would love.  Paul thinks that she'd pull the radiator off the wall.. Cheeky sod.