R.I.P. Hufflefluffers
The little kitten whom I had taken in and raised like my own; whom I fed and gave milk to (not my own) and even took the fact that it peed in my hand in my stride, died sometime early this morning. I was sad and I cried yesterday because I knew it was going to happen. The baby (named prematurely: Hufflefluffers a.k.a. Fluffy or Fluffykins) was just too small and it had caught the flu as well. I held it in the palm of my hand for a long time last night, and there was a few times I thought it was just going to die right in my hand.
I'm sad, but I know that things all happen for a reason. At least it died comfortable and warm and knowing that he had people who loved it so much.
I also want dearly for my mom to take the females to the vet after this holiday because if it's possible, I don't want anymore small kittens in this house because I know that I'm going to fall in love with the smallest ones and it will eventually die. I lost two a long time ago and Ketot just last year and now Fluffykins. It was so very cute.
Taken two days ago when I last fed it. The prominent voice is my mom and the background, who also awkwardly near the end says 'Xavier' is me.
I'm sad, but I know that things all happen for a reason. At least it died comfortable and warm and knowing that he had people who loved it so much.
I also want dearly for my mom to take the females to the vet after this holiday because if it's possible, I don't want anymore small kittens in this house because I know that I'm going to fall in love with the smallest ones and it will eventually die. I lost two a long time ago and Ketot just last year and now Fluffykins. It was so very cute.
Click to viewTaken two days ago when I last fed it. The prominent voice is my mom and the background, who also awkwardly near the end says 'Xavier' is me.