I gave the Pog an oatmeal bath last night, it seemed to help the quilling. Baths aren't her bag, but we reached a happy compromise where her back feet were in the water, and her front feet were on my hand, as I poured the oaty water over her back. She smelt like porridge. Mmm.
Then we had a cuddle on my lap, and she was friendlier than she'd been for days, so I think it helped. Poor little Pog.
In other news: cat ashamed of bitching about hedgehog.