The Sister In London is home. Couple of g&t deep: “did I ever tell you about when I had to get my cat put down?” No. Well. She took poor mollie to the vet. The vet was sobbing and in a suit and tie

Turns out he’d just come from his wife’s memorial. Upset. Not really concentrating. My sis is holding the poor puss while the vet aims to put the syringe of whatever it is (amphetamine I think) that stops the puss’s heart. Except he misses and instead

Injects my sister in the hand. She freaks and the vet starts sobbing again. Then it turns out it was extra to have puss cremated so sis decided to bring the body home to bury, except

The amphetamines had an...effect on her so she decided to cal to her husbands workplace, with the dead cat and now crying and quite off her head

Her husband worked at this point in a recording studio, The Church. Kylie and some other people were doing a live recording

My sister barges in, sobbing and carrying the dead cat. Picks up a bottle of champagne and skulls it. Husband locked away in some bit of studio, no idea what’s going on. She remembers Kylie pissing herself laughing at this and that all until

The next morning she woke up in bed, no memory of getting home and the poor puss deceased and starting to...leak.. at the foot of the bed.

She thinks they conceived child nr 1 that night

People who know more than me about animal drugs are saying it was more likely ketamine, idk, her eldest is 20 now so it was a while ago. Also, my sister’s a window dresser & hasn’t clue re chemistry. Her GP pissed himself laughing the next day