The evil is a term of affection, really!
We found her at lunch time, struggling to breathe and going blue. Rushed her in to the vets where they gave her a steroid shot and put her on oxygen.
She must be at least 16, and we really thought this was the end.
But blow me, at 6.30 this evening she's off the oxygen and purring in her cage. They think she may have caught and eaten a wasp, or something else that could have caused her to go into shock, and she's not out of the woods yet but I'm more hopeful than earlier.
I think it's her vindictive nature keeping her going - she won't give up as she has too much fun torturing our new rescued boys 