When I got home from work Spyder didn't come to meet me at the door. I looked all around, all over and couldn't find him. Finally he walked out from behind the couch. And there was something wrong. He was lethargic and zonked out and not himself. Finally I called mashfanficchick's mother and asked her if she could take us to the emergency vet. She did. They found nothing serious except he possibly has a heart problem so they want me to take him to our vet for a sonogram.
So we came home, and he seems much better but still not quite right.