This morning Derrick told me that Tazer seemed to be limping. I got him from behind the couch(he ALWAYS hides there - he was not a people cat) and took a look at his leg. I put him down and he wouldn’t put any weight on it. We made an appointment at the vets. Geno, Xavier and I went after Derrick’s football game. Since Xavier was asleep in the car I took Tazer in. The vet took a look at him and told us he would need an xray but to do it they had to sedate him.  I signed the consent and waited about 30 mintues in the waiting room with Geno(once Xavier woke up). The vet came out and led me back - Geno and Xavier were going to take a look at the dogs up for adoption. I took one look at the xray and ran to get Geno.  Tazer’s back right femur bone was fractured above knee. The only solution was to have surgery and put a pin in it.  That would have coted over $750+tax. Plus, after a few years it would have to be replaced since he was only a kitten (5.5 months old).  We had no choice but to put him to sleep.  I am devasted. The only thing we can think of that could have caused this is in our laundry room there are wire shelves and once in a while the cats jump up there. We think Tazer jumped up there, got his foot caught and tried to jump down.  Anyone who’s been to my house knows that Tazer does NOT liked to be touched or anything.  I was able to go back and say my “good bye”.  God works in mysterious ways, while they had him sedated I was able to pet him and talk to him without him hissing or growling.