Our cat seems to be sick/hurt. He's not acting like he usually does: His tail is floppy instead of straight up, and although he doesn't cringe or yowl when we touch his tail, it might not be broken, but he is still definitely off.
The kids swear that they didn't accidentally step on it or anything. I told them to tell me truthfully, that I won't be angry, but that we need to know if something might have happened so we can figure it out. He did break his leg one time and he is not acting at all like he did then, so I am leaning more toward some other sort of injury/sickness and we're going to take the cat in to the vet this morning, but now - catastrophizer that I am - I am envisioning some scenario where the vet says the cat has some gigantic tumor on the cat's spine near the tail and we have to put him down.
FFS I am making myself cry over this and I don't even know that there is anything seriously wrong.
*commence self-indulgent pity party*
As much as I bitch about the cat (fondly) and call him The Furry *******, I love that animal. When my kids are gone at their dad's or his GF's the cat is my constant, as in joined at the hip, companion. He naps with me and comes to me without fail when I am upset.
If I have to say goodbye to him today, especially after the week I've had, I will be totally devastated. :*( Without him here, I will be completely, profoundly alone.
