Here's the latest update on my ongoing kitten saga.
Recap: Friend found taped up cardboard box in ditch with four tiny kittens inside last week. No mother, just abandoned in a box and thrown out like trash. I've adopted one.
He's home! I was going to wait a couple weeks because he's so small and seemed so young. She was feeding them kitten formula because she thought they weren't even ready for canned food. Well yesterday she called me saying that they had diarrhea, and then called back and said there was blood in it. I started getting scared and asked her if she was going to take them to the vet. She said she couldn't right then because of money and work but would be able to on Monday. I was kind of panicking because I wanted mine at the vet right then. About an hour later she texted me saying that she was worried because when she came home for their lunchtime milk feeding they weren't excited about it and didn't want to eat (they've been drinking it out of saucers) and she thought they were acting a little lethargic.
Needless to say, I panicked. I couldn't just take mine to the vet and leave the others so I told her to pack them up and I took all 4 to my vet.
So even though I'm much poorer, I'm happy to say that they seem ok. The vet said that the diarrhea could be from a number of reasons and gave me a wormer and an antibiotic. They acted just fine at the vet and were climbing up his sleeves and meowing their little heads off. I told him that they didn't want to eat the milk and he opened a can of food and they went nuts for it. They were trying to eat the stick he was feeding them with and then they were trying to climb out of the box to get to the can. He said to stop giving them formula and that they need canned food.
The vet thinks that they are older than we thought because they have top and bottom molars. I still can't believe that they would even be 7 weeks though because they are so tiny. The biggest one only weighs 14 oz.
I asked him about taking mine home and he said that he thought it would be fine. I still wasn't sure because I hated to separate them but the vet called my attention to some hygiene issues he saw and he thought that the kittens might be better off with some one on one attention....
When I took them back to my friend, she was thankful but sort of upset that I took them...I don't know. It was just weird. She complained about having to give them medicine (she kept saying that her vet would have given them a shot for the worms?). Then I mentioned that the vet said to try to keep them as clean as possible and she got upset. She started crying and talking about how she feels overwhelmed with her pets and how no one helps her take care of them. I offered to take all the kittens home with me until they were ready to go to new homes but then she changed sides and started talking about how much she loves them and that she's going to keep two of them, maybe three. So after all of that, I just sort of told her that I was going to take mine home.
I don't want to say anything negative about her. These kittens still owe their lives to her! I know that she loves them and all of her pets, she's just overwhelmed and not very stable.
I'm just so in love with my little kitten that I want him here with me so that I can watch him closely and take good care of him myself.
So anyway, he's home!
His name was supposed to be Marshall but now my husband wants to change it to Mugatu.... Which I don't like but we have this dumb agreement that I get to have the pet if he gets to name it. I'm trying to think of a cute nickname that I can use because I can't make myself say "Here Mugatu!" MooMoo? Muggy? MuGu? I might just beg for Marshall back.
Here's some cute pictures!
This is all of them at the vet. See how tiny they are?? They still have those baby blue eyes too... I'm so confused about the teeth thing though. They seem too young to have their molars in.
Here's my baby boy sleeping on my leg.
He's just so cute!
I was holding him while he was going to sleep and out of nowhere I look up and Artie was walking over to sniff him. Artie rarely ever leaves the family room so it was a surprise. He just walked over and sniffed him. He hissed once when the kitten moved his head fast but other than that was calm.
I have a little funny sort about Artie though. He's a scaredy cat. When we moved Ito this house 8 years ago, it took him a whole day to come out of his litter box. Then for the next week he was darting around and hiding. Years ago my dad was visiting from out of state and staying with us. Our cat Steppenwolf came out and my dad petted him and everything was fine. Like two weeks later we are eating dinner and Artie comes walking out of the bedroom and my dad's like "Whoa! Where'd that cat come from?" Lol. The whole two weeks Artie had been sneaking around hiding because my dad was there.
Anyway, we have the kitten set up in a small animal cage with his litter box, food and water, stuffed animal, and toys (it's a big cage) in the bathroom. This is also where we feed Artie. Artie is usually a food hog but this morning he didn't eat all his breakfast. It was pâté though and he doesn't care for that so I didn't think much about it. So put some treats on the counter in there at lunch and I came home and they were still there. I put his dinner in his dish and he sniffed it and ran out of the bathroom. I was thinking "oh no, we get a new kitten and our old cat gets sick". I was really worried. I cooked some chicken tonight and went into the family room and put it on a plate in front of him. He sniffed it and then started eating it. So then I brought his dinner to the family room and he cleaned his plate! He just won't eat in the bathroom because the kitten is in there! Lol. This tiny 12 oz kitten (in a cage) is scaring my huge old cat.
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