So I woke up this morning and took Ziggy outside. He seemed OK. I gave him breakfast but he didn't eat it. Not long after that he's crying under the bed. I call the vet and the soonest I can get him in is tomorrow as my car is in the shop. He's not crying now but I've been carrying him all over the house. He didn't eat, he hasn't had any water. I haven't taken him out as his back legs seem to be the problem. He hasn't moved since I put him on the bed. I'm just upset and concerned. I know nobody is a vet but I needed to share that. I feel like such a bad owner. I just can't think of what went wrong. Thanks everybody, it's just sad and disconcerting.
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