This morning, Ciara came into the office and jumped up on the chair, then up onto the desk. I see she’s putting no weight at all on her back right leg. *sigh*
Normally, taking her to the vet is a no brainer, but this morning, I have to take my mom to the doctor. It’s her (hopefully) final checkup for the breast cancer.
So, what I’m going to do is to call the vet’s shortly after they open, see if I can take her in and leave her. (I’d also like the IBD values checked, to see if she can be taken off of the prednisone.) If it’s broken, I think having her there as soon as possible would be a good thing.
She was fine last night. A couple of weeks ago, she jumped down from the top of the bookshelf here in the office and did a little limping, but it was gone within the hour. Maybe that weakened something and she did something last night that made it worse. I just know she’s not feeling too hot right now.
Update:
Brian thinks I should wait until I get home to take her. He hates the idea of her being there alone. So, I will. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll be doing a little better and not need to go.