So, last night while being fed, the cat - Beltane Gredunza Scroggins, these days - came up with a Lump. It was a good 'un, looked like she had hamster envy, and so today, off to the vet she went. Overnight she'd fussed the lump to scabbiness and it was tight and shiny. "Ooh!" said the vet, who like my dentist and doctor is a Scandinavian called Inge, "That's about ready to burst, yes?"