the family kitty has been diagnosed with stress.
this is a creature that sleeps on a leather sofa for the vast chunk of the day.
it skips through local sprinklers so it can stand on the kitchen stool and yowl til someone dries it with a big fluffy bath towel.
it eats a proportion of anything my pater noshes down on, being especially partial to nicking currants from his manor house cake!
but no. the evil fluffy tom cat from the cul de sac near us is TORMENTING her til she goes bald.