Bug a boo

Jill commented about Beulah over at Love and Hisses.  Wondering if my little Bug might just not be a wee bit small.

Well she had been keeping up with her siblings weights until this bout with coccida coupled with her refusal of kitten milk.    Kittens that young have a very hard time eating enough calories to make up for the calories it takes to eat it (small mouths and all that) so I knew she was behind the nutritional eight ball before she started with the loose stools.  Then coccidia tends to make the colon move so fast to get them out that it barely has enough time to absorb the nutrients she is eating.
so I worry.

I worry she can't eat enough, I worry she might be getting dehydrated from all the poopin.  Heck I just worry... but then again I've got cause.  One of my previous "little girls" actually had a malformation of her internal organs and her stomach was up in her chest.  Mew was a precious little thing (actually looked a bit like Bug now that I talk about her)

Mew - click on her to see more photos of her with her brothers

Mew didn't make it.  But my next "little girl" did.  Tilly was one kitten to a pair of adult cats that were brought into the shelter together. I took them both, and they delivered very close to one another.   The room was FULL of kitteny goodness, but after a while they turn into a boat load of work.  I finally send them all back and waited for Tilly to put on weight. 

 Well while she waited, she found a way to make DH fall in love with her, and they have been a pair ever since (and she's now Kit and is still a very petite cat)

On a side note, I was considering knighting my kittens, so they would be Lady Lily, Sir Nigel and... Lady Bug.. :)

Good bye Mew

I'm sorry to report that my little mew was put to sleep this afternoon. She was majorly deformed on the inside, her stomach was up in her chest cavity, making it hard for food to get out, and for her lungs to grow. She was having a harder and harder time breathing and we knew it was for the best.

Larry, Moe and Curly are back at the shelter awaiting their neutering then will go up for adoption (probably this weekend)

Mom aka Sally, has been feeling warm, and acting depressed, so I took her in. She has a temp of 108, so the shelter recommended I take her to the vet. I left the terror triplets there, and off Mew and I went.. The vet got a temp of 105 (but she didn't wait till the thermometer was done so it could be higher) so she has come home with me and on doxycycline and sub q fluids.. till she feels better or I get even worse news and hear she's got something that can't be treated..

I talked to this vet about Mew.. how she was still throwing up.. and how she was acting. The vet got concerned, listened to her heart and lungs, and said she was having a hard time breathing. The other vet said her lungs sounded clear, so it was something that was obviously getting worse (since monday) They took an xray and found her stomach was up in her chest cavity. A friend of mine who fosters recently told me about a kitten she had who had a similar problem, and when she did, I pretty much assumed this was what was going on with mew. Didn't hurt any less to hear it though.

Afterwards I went back to the shelter to let them know what was going on, and to leave them info on the boys (since they didn't even take their names in the rush to get mom to the vet) I went to visit the boys and I let them out of their cage. Larry and Curly went right to the bunny cage next to theirs and started sniffing and watching the two rabbits in it. Moe decided he wanted to explore the room. I have to say they were acting incredibly well. They were easy to catch when I decided to put them away, and they weren't trying to escape.. I think I can't call them the terror triplets any more :) Part of me wants to go to the shelter this weekend if they are going up for adoption, the other part doesn't.. cause I know people are going to ask about them, and the history, and I don't think new owners would need to know about mew, but I don't think I couldn't tell them.. if you know what I mean.

*sigh*

Somethings wrong with Mew

Last night mew still didn't seem right. Was mewing in that croaked type of mew, but this time it seemed almost 'wet'. I'm going to call the shelter this morning. *waits patiently for it to open* She hadn't thrown up all afternoon, I thought that was a good sign, but she wasn't doing well at all. very lethargic, totally not caring about stuff around her. Very cute still mind you.. but just sitting there. It reminded me a lot of kodi. She would occasionally toddle after her mom, but mom - who being stuck in a cage with them all afternoon - just walked off. Understandable, wanting a little alone time. She started to make throw up noises, so I picked her up and brought her back to the table cloth I have the cage on. I didn't quite make it, but fortunately it was thick enough that it just sort of hung out of her mouth. Curly knew the throw up noises and came looking for her. Proceeded to eat it right out of her mouth.. man these kittens are obsessed. After about an hour of running around time, I them medicate everyone (with clavamox for the URI) and put them back in the cage. Moe was the last one to be caught. He was standing by the door, and I called to him to come over, and I reached my hand out. He started walking toward my hand. When he got up to it he slapped it, then did a bounce back.. (a hunting type reflex) It was so cute.. it was like he was giving me 'five'.

Once I got them all in the cage, Mew just sat there while her brothers clamored to get out to run around a bit more. she walked over to the far side of the cage near the litter box, sat there for a while, still crying, then threw up.. in the litter... which of course curly wanted to eat... She does get agitated before she throws up.. mewing, and seeming uncomfortable. But then she does and she's totally fine, hungry and thirsty.. I wouldn't worry about it if she were even close to the same size as her brothers. but since she's a half or even a third of their size, I think she's just not able to get all that she needs out of the food.

First kittens of 2003

Well.. the fosters are in the house. There are four kitties and a mom. One is a little black and white girl kitty and the other three are male orange tigers with white bibs and paws. The girl is so much smaller than her brothers, and someone (I'm assuming it was her cause she did it again once at home) threw up on the way home. So they aren't quite picture worth right now.

The mom is a money cat. I'm assuming dad was a manx, because the girl kitty has half a tail, one of the marmalade trio has 3/4ths of a tail, and one of the other has a very skinny one. We've got case of URI.. so we are treating with clavamox. Not fun with the dropper they give with the medicine.. and my syringes are all missing the print hash marks, so I'm going to have to pick a new one up when I go back. One of the boys does NOT like it at all.. its not a good tasting medicine by any stretch of the imagination, but he reacted quite badly to it.

and now the fun part.. names.. *ugh* otis otis otis and runt girl? lol.