A couple of nights ago my stupid, terrible cat that I hang out with all the time lost her footing on the balcony and flew through the air DOWN ALMOST 7 STORIES to the concrete parking lot below. We picked her up bloody and barely breathing and whisked her to Burgas (the big city) to the fancy animal clinic. After some work, x-rays, ultrasound, a talking to, medication and an overnight at the hospital we were able to bring her back in barely one piece. The carlidge in her mouth is split in two, she has a sprained cat-leg, we think lost a tooth and maybe a tiny bit of liver damage.
She is back at home on some medication but overall she’s VERY lucky to be alive.
In case you are wondering…SHE JUMPED 7 STORIES ONTO CONCRETE AND SURVIVED.
This is the worst thing that’s happened to us ever…and everything at the household was incredibly sad for a few days…really sad.
Stupid fucking cat.