My poor little girl is on bed rest orders. She has limped her way through the weekend. Thursday she was fine when I got up in the middle of the night. A few hours later she would not come down the stairs. I set up a temporary area up there and started watchful waiting.
By noon she seemed a bit better till she did come down with us for lunch. Yep she picked a snow day to start having issues. I made an appointment for today to establish with a vet anyways. Thank goodness for Chewy's chat with a vet service.
Update: We have seen the vet and she has arthritis. She had some treatment and felt a bit better. We are coming up with a plan to treat a very skittish cat that has never liked being picked up, and is too smart for her own good as far as eating stuff that will help. Little Miss is of the opinion that all doctored food must be doctored with poison not medicine to help her. Medicine and poison are the same words in her world. Sigh, it may be a long journey.
Oh dear...
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