Monday, August 26, 2013
Fading Kitten - Purrs needed
So this wasn't a good morning. I went down to feed Snow and change out the bedding yet again. As I was moving looking around I noticed one kitten sitting in the corner behind Snow. I started moving the kits out of the box and into the smaller box to change the bedding and when I got to this kitten I knew immediately it wasn't good.
No, it wasn't the wee one, nor was it any of the three that have had the diarrhea the worst, it was one of the gray boys. I put him on the couch and move the rest of the kittens over and changed out the bedding quickly hoping he would 'wake up' and start moving around but I knew pretty quickly he wasn't just sleeping heavy.
He wasn't rolling over, he laid right where I put him. I picked him up and he felt cold. I wrapped him in a face cloth and held him to me hoping that my day didn't just take the turn that I was seeing happening, but no, warming him up wasn't helping. He needed professional help. I packed up mom and the kits and tucked him in my shirt and ran for the car. I got there and was so fearful for him that I went into the house to get some Kayro Syrup for him. Sadly I didn't have any (or I simply couldn't see it) so I warmed up some goats milk and tried to get some of that in him. He wasn't thrilled with that but took a few drops. I was more worried about him inhaling it so I gave up quickly and off I went.
I stopped at the Kennebunk Vet near the shelter and they told me they couldn't help me* and tried to send me off to the emergency clinic. I continued on to the shelter who told me that they didn't have anyone to put him down. I said I've already done that this year I'd very much like to try to save this one, so after some phone calls and some paperwork (and he is now temporarily called SMVC) (OMG.. Smivick.. I like it ) I went on the 20 minute car ride to another vet.
Tucked in my shirt snuggled by my heart I kept patting his head and his little body to keep his blood flowing and talking to him. There were a few times I was afraid because he stopped mewing and because he was so darn cold, but we did make it.
The vet took his temp and it was 92ish.. (could have been a bit higher but the vet didn't leave the thermometer in that long) and he talked about how hard this road would be. I explained I've been doing this for long enough to know exactly what we were facing but having lost a kitten this year with out even trying I really needed them to try. They are going to snuggle him up to some warm water bottles and give him some warm fluids and glucose and some antibiotics..
Since I brought the rest of the family and since we had diarrhea issues in some of them I asked if they could just watch the family today so I didn't have to worry about another one going down. He said they would, so the whole family is there right now.. Paws crossed that I get the whole family back when the day is done..
*while I too was upset that they couldn't help me, please do not be too mad at them. They had their own emergencies from the weekend (being Monday morning and all) and they said they did not have an available vet who could deal with it. While I am not happy with the outcome, I can understand it. Also the shelter is just not equipped to deal with sick kittens, and the chances of our little Smivick making it is kind of low, so I can sorta understand the though of not putting him through more trying.. *I* needed them to try..
I just got a phone call from the vet. Smivick passed away.