V anxious about the poor cat who is at the emergency vet. She's been hiding since late afternoon, and I got worried that she hadn't come out at all so got her out of her hiding place earlier this evening. Realised she wasn't putting any weight on one of her hind legs, and she bit me when I tried to touch it (very gently). Rang the emergency vet and DH has taken her, but I'm both worried about her and completely flummoxed about what on earth she could have done. She's an outdoor cat but only goes out the back, where there are gardens for about a quarter of a mile before you get to a road, so I think it's very unlikely she's been hit by a car. And she managed to get herself back into the house and hide in a corner without us noticing, so must have been moving at quite a clip when she came back in.
Wish I could have gone too but DS is asleep in bed so one of us had to stay
. Anyone had anything similar / feel like holding my hand?