This poor little boy is breaking my heart. Still kills me that ANYONE could give him up for any reason.. stupid people.
He looks fine. His eyes are clear, his nose is clear, but he's still quite congested. He is nibbling food on his own, but not much. He hates it when I force feed him, and even though he lets me, he has this look like "how could you??" which is the same look I get when I medicate him. You should have seen the look when I tried to give him fluids..
He's peed several times since being back, but only had a very small amount of stool pass sometime last night - and that is because I force fed him the 40ccs yesterday. I think he ate some on his own after that, so I have only given him little bits after that - mostly to get the lysine in his system.
Last night I took him out of the bathroom for some cuddle time, and walked down the hall into the great room. Our great room consists of the kitchen on one side of the hall, the dinning area on the other, and opposite that is the living area. In the living area there is a ceiling fan and it was running, and it
completely freaked Skippy out I'm not sure why, all I could think of was what did they do to him? he was such a confident boy when he was down in the kitten room - but then again I don't think I ran the ceiling fan before. But he also freaked at the microwave being turned on and going off, and the opening of the patio door (DH was grilling) I felt so bad, so I took him to the bedroom and we spent quite a bit of cuddle time there. After he had settled I turned that ceiling fan on and talked to him softly while it ran. I don't think he trusted it not to fall on him, but he wasn't quite as freaked out as before. After a while he wanted to get down, so we locked the crew out of the bedroom and let him explore. He had a lot of fun climbing up and down their kitty tree, and pouncing on their kitty toys. After a while he decided he wanted to cuddle again, so he crawled back up on me and we watched a little TV together.
This morning we had some cuddle time, then I went and took care of all the other creatures in my house, and then went back to medicate him - side note I so need to trim his nails!! I tried to force him to eat, but he ended up with a lot of it on his bib, so I gave up. I'll work a little harder on it this evening when I have a little more time - that is if he's not eating on his own.
I decided to give the fluids one more shot. I ran to the shelter yesterday afternoon and got two 10cc syringes filled with subq fluids to give him - unfortunately they forgot to give me a needle. I had one left over from another time, but it was an 18 gauge needle - for a kitten that is pretty much like a cannon. I was able to give him 5ccs of fluids yesterday when I got home, but his reaction to the needle was pretty excessive (well not excessive for what it was, but it got to the point where I felt getting more in him was not worth his trauma)
There was about 4ccs of fluid left in the syringe, so I gave it one more shot this morning - holding him very close to me and letting him listen to my heart beat which he loves. I was able to get them in him with out a reaction - which was good for both of us.
I just hope the meds and the love start kicking in soon and he starts eating well on his own right quick.
Last night Lula was very restless and could not be comforted. I had moved her up to the office that morning after a feeling that the labor would go badly if the orphans were to get involved. She complained loudly when I got home from work and so I went in and I spent a great deal of time massaging her belly, but she kept getting up and wandering around, then meowing at me because I wasn't rubbing her belly :)
I gave up at around 10 and went to bed. at 3:30 she woke me up crying, so I took her into the sun room and set her up in her box and proceeded to massage her belly as much as she would let me. She had some spotting, and some very active labor, but produced nothing. Finally at 5 I had to go back to bed so I set her back up in the kitten room cage and went to bed.
at 8:30 she still hadn't produced any kittens and no longer seemed to be in labor. She ate some food, and proceeded to wander around the kitten room for a few minutes while I tried to check if she was in labor or not. I figured if she was that active that she must be ok and left.
Since Skippy had to go to the vet today, I knew I would be running home at noon. I just checked in on her, and we have one kitten and still one very large belly. So I guess things are going well - if albeit a little slowly.
and this was the sceene outside of the kitten room.. Guess my cats weren't amused at my sudden appearance and not paying any attention to them.
