Calm

Was not a word to describe Friday evening.

I got home and Moot was very, very yowly. He only does that when he's unhappy.

He came running into the lounge/sitting room/Wohnzimmer and hid in his special corner.

I went to see what he had done and discovered that he'd peed in the shower. And it was bloody.

Annoyingly it was 7 in the evening and our vet was shut, so we tried Moot's old vet. He turned out to be an annoying little prick, so we ignored him and found the emergency vet.

Let me recommend Herr Doktor Geyer without reservation. Top bloke who sorted Moot out with an injection of antibiotics and some pain relief medication.

His surname is a wee bit unfortunate for a vet, given that a Geyer is a type of vulture.

Still an ace bloke in my books.