Had a big scare this weekend when my little friend of 2 months, Maddy was hit by a car on Saturday. It's weird how in tune I have gotten to her ways after only two months. I knew something was wrong on Saturday even before I found her.
Was a usual weekend morning, except for the fact I'd gotten up early to do some DIY work. Usual get-up time is much later! She was climbing on my head at around 6.30am wanting food so I fed her and went back to bed til about 8am. When I awoke she was by my feet fast asleep. As soon as I got up, so did she. She had her mad hour downstairs whilst I was tidying up. She went out briefly but came in as it was FREEZING this weekend. I eventually went up to shower at about 11.30 and I heard the cat flap door rattle shortly afterwards, so just assumed she gone out to 'do her business'. I got ready and pottered about till around 2.30pm when I was due to be picked up to go out. I thought it was unusual that she'd been out so long so I went to check outside. (She has a bad habit of jumping up onto the front porch roof and getting stuck). Looked and couldn't see her... Then I heard the pitiful 'yowl' of pain. I couldn't see her to begin with but when I eventually did, I knew instantly something was badly wrong.
She was huddled behind the wheelie bin, but lying at such a strange angle that immediately my heart started hammering. "Oh God her back is broken" was my first thought. She tried to get up and her back legs were useless. I picked her up, carried her inside and frantically phoned the vets. Why is it that when you need an emergency number, you get about 3 answerphone messages telling you to ring such and such! My hands were shaking but I eventually got through. Rushed her to the Cambridge Street Vets in Aylesbury. (Absolutely BRILLIANT staff there - can't thank them enough for what they did for Maddy, and Minky in the past). It looked grim but Leone the vet said she would let her rest to start with and treat her for shock. That meant fluids, pain relief and rest. On Sunday they would assess her injuries.
Sat was a haze. I was thinking the worst news all day as she'd looked so limp and ragged when I found her. Didn't sleep much Sat night and was up the crack of dawn on Sunday. When I got the phonecall to say she was only bruised, and had no broken bones, I was SO relieved. HOW, I don't know! She must be a tough cookie. She stayed in the vets Sunday night too and today I picked her up. She's finally home again and resting in a familiar place. She is one lucky kitty to have survived as she has certainly had the stuffing knocked out of her. I've got to keep her in till she's fully recovered. My neighbours and I are going to start petitioning for traffic calming around here as the idiots who use this as a rat run are the ones responsible for her RTA I'm sure. The fact it was icy at the weekend too, well the bl**dy fools should know better than to drive so fast in those conditions. How long before it's a human life that is injured or fatally lost??!
I'm now sat with her in my spare room at the mo as she isn't allowed the full run of the house until she's stronger. Bless her she looks really wobbly, like she's drunk almost. She shook her head earlier and fell over. Her little legs are barely holding her up but at least she is semi standing now. It was terrifying on Sat when I saw her as she looked paralysed. I think I found her literally about 30 mins after it happened. Any longer and she probably would have frozen as I doubt I'd have found her in the dark and freezing fog. It's weird to think a few hours before it happened on Sat, she was leaping from sofa to sofa in my front room having a mad half hour. I hope she does that again when she's better.
Anyway, she will be getting lots of TLC from now on! Someone up there answered my prayers - S x
