Cricket is off to the vet now. She was much better by the time we fought her into the cat carrier, and screaming quite loudly. I'm sorry she was so annoyed, and feel much better that she was so well that I had trouble holding on to her.
Sigh of relief. I can think good thoughts now, instead of worrying. We have a wonderful vet.
In other news, I've been working steadily on the novel during the last few hours. I have about 12 pages left. This is a difficult part, of course, with the end sneaking up on me. I will have it done tonight. I think Russ and I will have dinner first, though. I need a break away from the house and the cats for a little bit.
Back to work on the novel for a bit.