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Mogget got hit by a car this evening. Heard the cat flap go then heard him doing his I'm going to throw up/I've caught a mouse miaow.
Found him sitting in the spare room looking sorry for himself and crying. He had grubby paws and more sticks and crud stuck to his fur than usual.
Made him walk into the living and noticed his back end wasn't right and he had lost a couple of claws.
I panicked and phoned the emergency vet and booked an Uber. Put him in the carrier (which was easier than usual - more worrying) and got in the car.
He then proceeded to shit himself so I was hoping the driver wouldn't throw us out. I contemplated pretending to fart so we could open the windows but thankfully the driver didn't notice or was too polite.
We got to the vet and straight in for a consultation. More shitting. When the vet took the thermometer out it was like he was deflating.
The vet seemed less and less concerned so I was starting to relax.
While we were in, an extremely distraught girl came in with a very obviously dead dog and the guy who ran the poor thing over details redacted. After that I was feeling very lucky indeed.
He was xrayed and given some industrial pain killers and antibiotics along with some stuff to help his stomach.
No breaks, diaphram and bladder look OK. Bowels appear to work (thanks Mogs) so just need to check in with the regular vet tomorrow for more pain killers and antibiotics.
Lesson learned - keep your insurance up to date. Thank fuck it was payday.
He is tripping balls right now. All wide eyed and just looking around him.