Tuesday a plea went out from our foster coordinator that there was NO space and could we PLEASE take home some of the kittens and cats. I being the crazy cat momma I am, brought home 3 more babies:
Rhona had scratched an Animal Control officer and was on 10 days quarantine but needed to get OUT of the shelter cause a URI was going around and there is just no room - would have been euthanized.
Frankie was starving - literally! Starving to the point of not being able to eat on his own any more. He is skin and bones and going to die soon if someone didn't step in. Enter kitty nurse Marcia. I brought him home and syringe fed him some Science Diet A/D (which is a critical care formula). He balked and flung his head getting it everywhere but slowly surrendered to the warm gooey mess. He was so lethargic I thought he was super sick but never showed signs of being sick - poops were nice and firm, no sneezing, runny eyes. I think he was just shutting down and terribly sad. I fed him like that several times Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Today he happily lapped it up on his own and nibbled at some dry. He is bouncing back.
He is VERY sweet when cuddled (he LOVES to cuddle) but very timid once you put him down and will hide.
Would have been euthanized for not eating on his own (if he didn't die first). 3 days later he is starting to fill out.
The third little fellow is a one month old that I had hoped my momma cat Tyra would accept. She sure ain't no Zoey. She huffed and puffed and was actually mean and snapped at the itty bitty.
He was on the floor crying his head off wanting so much to be loved and she just walked away. The animal world just amazes me.
Today I'm going to see if another fosters mom will take him. Doing the hand over later so keep your paws crossed this works out. He needs a momma. He would have been euthanized because the shelter caretakers don't have time to syringe feed him. We are SWAMPED at the shelter all of a sudden and there have been precious few adoptions the past 2 weeks.