Calliope a worry

I did some good writing on the Kenniad this morning after Lorraine off to sort things out at Churchill Square -- but did not have to leave incredibly early. She popped round to Pat and Maureens and then I went to Morrisons and met Lorraine in the underground carpark. Home and ate the first mince pies of the season with a cup of tea. Well into the Anglo-Saxons: A History of the Beginnings of England, by Marc Morris. This is really good. The Vikings were unspeakable, and it took forever for the Anglo Saxons to work out how to counter their hit and run raids. 

Something horrible as we went to bed. Spots of blood where Calliope had been, and she was behaving erratically and bleeding from her rear end. Went to bed feeling very worried about her.