Bleah

Frank: still has explodo-bum, but otherwise doing so well. In fact he had a small attack of Satan Cat this afternoon, trying to escape from the house, get past us into the bedroom (forbidden due to Exit Mould), and pee on the bathmat, all in the space of about thirty seconds. I shall seek expert cat bum advice tomorrow. It is possible this is the cancer breaking through after a good long remission. We'll see.

Tim: has blood in his poo. It never rains. Off to the vet tomorrow.

Me: if this insomnia doesn't let up I'll be mad and/or dead in a week.