Yesterday I got up as normal and my beloved Midnight was asleep on a kitchen chair. Didn’t so much as open an eye as I pottered around so I gave her a bit of a poke and no response. I had to really shake her awake and even then she was lethargic and didn’t want to move. She didn’t glance at her breakfast so I got one of her treat sticks which she ate out of my hand while laying in my arms.
It was all horrendous, she was just not responding to me, so dashed her to the emergency vet. She didn’t even meow in the car, though she did eat the dreamies I put in the carrier. £120 later, nothing wrong with her and the vet concluded that she fancied a lie in and likes treats for breakfast. My cat is a small furry arsehole.