Yesterday morning was great. Jasmine the black cat snuck into the house and I immediately set into action and chased her.
It started out as a good chase and as I slid into the laundry room is where it all went down. Something happened and this terrible pain ripped through my body and I could not move my back legs. Of course when the pain happened I screamed and yelled and mom came running like a crazy lady. Before I knew what happened I was whisked away to the vets office. Normally I mind when I go to the vet, this time, not so much.
After a, shall we say a prodding exam, where things where stuck where things should not be stuck…..ahem. An x-ray was order where the bad news was announced. I have hurt my T12/T13 vertebrae and it has caused mild paralysis in my back legs.
The vet ordered two weeks of extreme crate rest and medications. He said that I could only get out for pee breaks and food. No running, no chasing cats and no playing fetch with my squeaky toys. OMD. He said if I do not follow the rules I may have to have surgery and it will cost $2,300. Dad said that we would follow all his rules to a “T”, whatever that means. All I know is I am miserable and I have been confined to jail.
I am in pain and so sad…stupid cat.