What with everyone having babies
I was starting to feel left out. No longer!
Today we had three kittens surrendered to us, who were born on Easter Sunday. They were abandoned outside. The people who found them had been feeding them goat milk and not keeping them consistently warm. Baby cats are not baby goats, nor baby cows. Baby cats need baby cat formula. At five days old, these tiny babies have frost bite and are malnourished.
I took them straight to West Vet. They have a 50% chance of survival. This particular foster mummy doesn’t like having her heart broken and will do her best to bring all three tiny boys through this alive. You hear that, kiddos? *shakes fist*
Right now they’re so young that they will need to be fed and pottied every two hours, around the clock. They have to stay properly warm. It’s a lot of work, but frequently crazy rewarding. Once they're healthy, I get to hand them off to a volunteer who will have to deal with them crawling hither and yon.
If they make it through the night I'll post photos tomorrow. Wish these tiny babies luck. They'll need it. Weird, but I do love fostering bottle babies. The trick is not adopting them all.
Today we had three kittens surrendered to us, who were born on Easter Sunday. They were abandoned outside. The people who found them had been feeding them goat milk and not keeping them consistently warm. Baby cats are not baby goats, nor baby cows. Baby cats need baby cat formula. At five days old, these tiny babies have frost bite and are malnourished.
I took them straight to West Vet. They have a 50% chance of survival. This particular foster mummy doesn’t like having her heart broken and will do her best to bring all three tiny boys through this alive. You hear that, kiddos? *shakes fist*
Right now they’re so young that they will need to be fed and pottied every two hours, around the clock. They have to stay properly warm. It’s a lot of work, but frequently crazy rewarding. Once they're healthy, I get to hand them off to a volunteer who will have to deal with them crawling hither and yon.
If they make it through the night I'll post photos tomorrow. Wish these tiny babies luck. They'll need it. Weird, but I do love fostering bottle babies. The trick is not adopting them all.