Poorly boy

I received a text from John this morning to tell me this boy wasn't well. At first it was thought he had broken a leg but by the time they arrived at the vets it didn't look likely. The vet didn't think he had been clipped by a car but couldn't decide what was up. By the time I arrived home he was looking better but not normal. I'm not sure who I felt the most sorry for John or poor pusscat,