Cats, forests and tittles Lorraine drove us to the vet with three disgruntled, and vocal cats for various check ups. The vet now thinks Calliope is two weeks younger than first thought. She still teething, which has made her glands swell up, and put her off her food, which is what had concerned me. The waiting room is infused with relaxing cat pheromones, so Calliope swanked about investigating the waiting room and store room, while Lorraine's cats were given jabs. The receptionist/veterinary nurse is very friendly, and locked the front door so she could safely explore. She returned slightly cobwebbed from under a large fridge, and I was told that if she wanted employment as a duster, she could come again. In the afternoon drove north to St Leonard's forest with Anton. The temperature was a couple of degrees colder than in Brighton, and the trees and fields were rimed with frost as soon as we had got through the downs. Parked at The Dragon in St Leonard's Forest (where we h...