Our cats are indoor cats… but two of them try to sneak outside as often as they can.
Springtime always brings with it a renewed passion for sliding out, even though they are fixed.
So when I had several large contractor bags of trash to carry out, the two slippery one slid out in the process, so I let the third one (my cat) go out too.
Well, my cat is a bit skittish… she waits for the others to test the waters first.
As I was taking the last bag out, she was a bit spooked, and tried to dart back inside the house right as the screendoor was closing.
I had the large and really heavy trashbag in my hands, and couldn’t catch the door.
And so it slammed right on her tail.
I dropped the bag quickly and grabbed the door to free her…. only to find that she wasn’t there anymore. But the 3 inches or so of her tail that had been outside still were.
This took me a second to figure out… there wasn’t blood or anything… just what looked like a large “rabbit’s foot” charm with a white string about 6 inches long.
So she had just had the door break off part of her tail, and had pulled hard enough from fear or pain to pull the “string” out.
I ran inside and found her…. no blood gushing from her either, no gore at all actually.
But she was hiding across the room and hissed when I even came within 6 feet of her.
She loves being brushed and will always come running when you pick it up, so I eventually coaxed her over to me with her brush and got her into a cat carrier to make an emergency vet run.
But because there was a bit of bone exposed, they couldn’t just do a couple of stitches and give her antibitotics and pain killer… they had to do surgery to remove the last section of bone then close the skin over it.
I suppose we’ve been lucky with these cats… as this is the first time we’ve had a vet bill with them other than having them fixed…. but man, they sure caught up on the expenses in a single swoop.
I’m not sure which is worse… dealing with a cat that has just amputated its own tail, or dealing with a freaked out kid who didn’t even witness it.
But even with no blood and gore… the mental image of opening the door to just a tail section sitting there is one it’s going to take me a while to shake.