A hectic Friday night

C is unwell; we think that shes caught man-flu, because shes in a really bad way. All the symptoms are present; a truly pathetic countance, wandering around the house in an apathetic way, howls of attention-seeking, slight sniffles, perhaps a trace of a mild temperature  - the works. Its man 'flu, alright.  As any man knows, man flu can be lethal to women*, so I'm a mite concerned for her. 

In other news, Lyra has got a lump under her chin. We dont know what it is except that a) its large, b) its a lump & c) it wasn't there about a week ago. I've been instructed by C (between repeated drawing of her last breath before she finally flatlines) that I've got to find a vet, to make sure that L is checked out asap. 

So far the best I've been able to find is an 'alternaive medicine' vets, that specialises in accupuncture. 

Ok, I'm an old-fashioned guy, whos parents & grandparents were doctors, but, even compensating for the 'you what?'  factor, thats just plain crazy. Which idiot thought that accupuncture for cats was a sensible idea? You'd have your arm torn off & buried in a pile of kitty-litter before you could say 'OWMYFU*KINGARM***'...

Here's the link: http://www.alternatievediergeneeskunde.nl/index.htm. Just click on the Methodes tag to get to the treatments, or just jump direct to the accupuncture page: http://www.alternatievediergeneeskunde.nl/acupunctuur/acu-1.htm

Those whacky Dutch. Go figure. Must be all that supportive upbringing or something.

S

*Its the last vestiges of chivalry in this world; we get it so you dont have to**
** Carole has been away recently, so I've not been around to do the honourable thing & catch it for her.
***In Dutch, obviously.