I just had to take Princess Ivy to the vet. I caught her just getting ready to pee on a Paxil's bed. So I scooped her up and dropped her into a litterbox. Four times in the next ten minutes she went back to that box and didn't produce more than a few drops of urine. When I checked Paxil's bed, there was only a tiny bit of urine on it and it was tinged with blood. Of course, the vet had no open appointments, but he told me to bring her in and he'll examine her asap. This way he can see her during regular office hours instead of at 2am when she still can't pee! So she's spending the afternoon in a cage. Stuart will pick her up on his way home tonight. I hope anyway! She's my nighttime snuggle bug. Neither of us will sleep if she's at the clinic!

My poor little Princess!