Sandi called me yesterday to tell me that she noticed Hank not putting any weight on one paw and that Sally had a wound on her chest. My heart sank, they are both so old and Sally especially has been looking quite rough lately.
I enlisted Connie to help thinking I would have to use a drop trap but amazingly I managed to catch both of them in regular traps using a stick and string method. Sally went straight in for the tuna and catnip combo, it took Hank a bit longer but he succumbed to its lure as well.
I rushed them up to the vet cursing inner city traffic. I used a new clinic so was a bit nervous but they all seemed very caring. Sadly my phone rang about 5 o'clock with bad news, Sally's wound was actually a tumour, she had mammary tumours everywhere. There was no choice but to let Sally cross over the rainbow bridge.
|Sally in better days|
We will miss you sweet Sally as we miss all our feral friends.
After that phone call, I was nervous about Hank, but so far it looks like it's a soft tissue injury, we will try some rest and anti-inflammatories and hope he improves.