took Montano and me to the vet while they did the alarm testing. Um, the vets gave medical attention to Montano but not me, I was just there as his owner. To absolutely no surprise on Frances's and my part, he had to be sedated for blood draw and examination, but vet took it in stride and says that my cat seems to be in really good shape for the senior cat he is. (I got him in 2001, and the humane society and vet agreed that he was likely about a year old when I got him.) Now we're back in, and he's vegging at the foot of the bed, one of his favorite places.
It appears I chose his name well! It took several tries to get enough blood drawn from him - for a cat his size, he apparently has surprisingly small veins. The vampire legacy will out, I guess.
Now to rest some myself.