We will never know exactly what happened. Sydney’s cat, Duchess, was on camera going under the steps about 2am yesterday, fine. She came out about 4pm walking funny. By time we saw her — about 6pm — the vet was closed, so we brought her inside and let her stay in for the night. She was very weak and wouldn’t eat or drink. We could see one very small wound at the back of her skull, but nothing else. Sydney and I did what we could to clean the wound and try to see what happened, but Duchess’ fur was just too matted.
Today I got her in to the vet first thing. We can’t know what happened for sure, but the result was punctured lungs. Coupled with an extraordinarily low white blood count, Duchess just wasn’t going to make it. Jared went to school to pick up Sydney, but the school was on partial lockdown due to some sort of traffic issue. They didn’t want to let her go. Jared talked to the cops who went ahead and let her out, so Sydney got to be there when Duchess passed over.
It’s a sad day at our house.