The cat's appointment with the vet is at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, the earliest we could get. There is a mobile vet service here which would have come to the house to deal with her, so she could have died in familiar surroundings and without an unpleasant final trip in the car, but they were booked up until April 20th. Yesterday and all last night she slept quietly in the back room, which is warmer than this room. This morning she came in here, but for the first time declined to get up onto the bed. She slept in a corner, with her face to the wall. I folded the bed up and slept on the floor, in case she wanted to curl up next to me, but she never did. This afternoon, she is restless and stumbles to a new spot every few minutes. I have given her some medication to calm her down, but I think it might be a difficult night. I wish we could have gotten an earlier appointment. In any case, it will be over early tomorrow, assuming she makes it through the night.
Nobody came to finish cutting down the tree today. I'm grateful for that, as this would have been a very bad day for that noise to be going on. I don't think they will come tomorrow, either, since rain is predicted, with the possibility of thunderstorms. It looks as though I will be burying this cat in the rain, as I did the last one a bit over three years ago.
I'll probably be leaving the computer off for the rest of the night, as I have to let the room stay warm and quiet for the cat. Nothing more to say now, anyway.