Oh my gosh! That is some story, I am SO glad he made it home to you and the care he so desperately needed! That must have taken a lot of determination on his part, and obviously he trusts you to take care of him. I would never be able to let him out doors again except on a leash!

By the way, as I read some of the comments, I was wondering. If that had been my cat - or anyone who did not work for a vet - then if we rushed in like you did, a vet would still take the emergency, right?

Growing up, we had blue jays nesting in a tree which hung over the back patio. When they had babies in the nests, they routinely dive bombed anyone who ventured on the patio. Our full sized collie wandered into the "war zone" one day and couldn't seem to get herself out of there with 5 birds attacking. My younger brother, about age 7 at the time, went out with a sauce pan on his head to get her! Ha ha.

So a larger bird of prey could have been the attacker in this case.

Get Well, Tiki!!