The kitten died
Despite our best combined efforts, my little one did not survive. It most definitely had pneumonia because I could hear the wheeze but it was such a little trooper. It was too tiny to even tell what sex it was. I came to give it a feeding before taking it to work with me, totally armed with a plan on how I was going to manage it all, and the wee one was gone. I gave it a warm, loving home for the 5 short days of it's life. I will console myself with knowing I did my best and I will learn from this if and when the next kitten comes along. So sad.