Bud has a New Forever Home!

He is currently still hiding in the couples bedroom but has moved from under the bed to under a night stand- which is a bit of relief because he is more visible there than way under the bed.

They have three children and the oldest, the daughter flipped for both the kittens. I took Hobbit with me to keep Bud calm because the last time he went in the carrier, he came home minus his balls. With Hobbit next to him, he seemed a bit more at ease in the truck, but typically anxious and nervous once he was let out  in the bathroom. When I went to say goodbye to him, he did venture out of hiding and let me hug me. I really hope it works out, but one thing our house does not have are small children and he will need to adjust to the noise of the 3 year boy as well as a brand new home.

It seems like a really good fit- but only time will tell. The daughter told me she was going to use her puppy dog eyes on her dad really hard so he will let them also adopt Hobbit! LOL  I did tell them that Hobbit is probably 2 weeks away from her spay and she can’t go until then. They have another cat that is 2 years old so they wanted a playmate for her.I am praying for the best of all outcomes here for Bud.

ALL the toxic babies are now eating on their own- drinking is another matter but as long as they are eating wet food, we are okay. Hooty is coming home tomorrow. I had hoped they would fall in love with him but he is a biter like his sister Bindle and the bites hurt so I think the allure of him has faded. I was told his mouth is still a bit bloody and his tongue is still blistered. I know they are going to beat him up because he doesn’t smell the same as he did so they won’t know him- but I believe he can hold his own with the rest of them.

We have a new low-cost grocery store in Albany now- Winn-Co so I stopped on the way home and used the adoption donation to buy more baby food for the kittens. I also put my name up to be one of the local charities that they will be helping in the future, But they just opened their doors and they said they would contact us when they start doing donations. Crossing my fingers.

mike is deep in mourning and I am not sure how to help him. Losing both of his cats so close together has been tough for him. I heard him last night crying and I went to him, but what he wanted was just a feline friend so I put Pigeon and Skya on his chair. Pidge jumped down right away, but Sky stayed until morning. I’m going to let Slider out of the bedroom tonight and see how it goes with her. She is a beautiful marbled dilute cow kitty and constantly underfoot when I am in there. My hope is she will adopt Mike for her very own and ease his sense of loss.

Glory Bee- 2000-2017

She was a glorious cat both in color and definition. Found wandering the streets next to the ELKS Club in Sweet Home, they could not keep her so we were called. She was a bit of a scrappy one this kitten- pure calico attitude and she attached herself right away to Mike. She would lay on his lap when he came home from work, follow him out to the shop when he was working on building his custom knives and sleep on his side of the bed every night. Me- the only thing I was to this kitty was a human can opener. But that was okay because she had to have a lot of meds when she first arrived here.

The one thing I could count on was the minute the can was popped open, she would slide into the kitchen and start to meow constantly until the food was deposited on the dish and going into her mouth. I swear she had Siamese mixed in that stray DNA somewhere.

Everyone who visited here, wanted her and about 10 years ago, I put up a donation box in town with her portrait front and center on the box. A few days later I get a call and an angry male voice says:

“You have my cat!”

“Excuse me? Who is this?”

“Doesn’t matter my name, I WANT MY CAT!”

Confused, I responded that I have a lot of cats at the sanctuary and which one was he talking about? He was talking about Glory Bee although her name he insisted was Marshmallow (ugh)! He said he had been at one of the local stores and he was surprised to see her. She had been missing over a year and he and his wife feared she was dead. His wife he said, had cancer and when the ambulance came to take her one night- Marshmallow got scared and bolted. He didn’t stay to find her- he followed his wife to the hospital and ended up staying with her there for four days (she later passed)

I told him I would meet him and give him his cat and we made arrangements to meet at a local restaurant and he never showed. In fact, I never heard from him again. So we kept Glory Bee right where she belonged.

This cat has totally ignored me all these years except at meals. Like I said, glued to mike and when he got sick and had to be in a nursing home, she visited him with me. He would refer to her as his “Food Thief” because while he was eating, she would hop on his lap and wait for him to get distracted and quick draw out her front paw and pull a meaty prize off his plate!  I had to be careful what I served, not only to protect Mike’s heart, but also to be sure that the food was cat safe. That’s how quick she was- her favorite to nab was meatloaf.

Three weeks ago, she was no where in sight- she was hiding. No matter how many cans of food I popped, she never appeared. I finally found her way under the hamper in the hallway and when I reached for her, she growled so I let her be. That night – she jumped on my bed and head-bumped me so hard she left a bruise on my chin! She was telling me something. I would feed, she wouldn’t care. I would carry her food to her- she wouldn’t eat- every night for two weeks in the wee hours of the morning she would jump on my bed and do her desperate head bump. I finally decided despite just losing Taylor, I best listen to Ms. Glory and that’s why we ended up this morning putting her to sleep and out of pain.

Could I have kept her alive for awhile longer? Oh yes, I could have with pain meds, B-12 shots, Lasix, fluids and a special diet- but at what cost and why? She had a glorious run- she was loved loved loved and she will be deeply, deeply missed-

On a Brighter Note!

Bud (shown below) was neutered yesterday and went online tonight about 30 minutes ago and already has 2 families waiting to meet him and bring him into their home. I will meet with the first family 10:30 a.m.

The good news is he also has a sister who is almost identical in markings to him, so if both homes check out as solid- they might both win the mack tabby lottery. Hobbit has not been spayed yet- she is still a bit underweight

Glory Bee

This is one of our now oldest cats as the others passed on this year. This morning, I am taking her in for bloodwork and urine check as she is exhibiting some worrisome behaviors. She is, as Taylor was, Mike’s kitty- preferring to stay with him the majority of the day. Lately she has taken to hiding, she is peeing out the litterboxes in one sitting and she isn’t first to the food dishes as she normally is- also 30 minutes after she eats, she throws it all up. She is 17 years old. She’s a cantankerous calico (only to me) she loves Mike completely. I am hoping the swelling on her side will turn out to be a UTI or something simple. When I have picked her up recently- no matter how carefully, she gurgles and squeals and makes these very strange noises creating concern. So once again- off to the vet we go.

On the way to the vet, Glory started opening mouth breathing and couldn’t catch her breath. Her head and ears were on fire and the only liquid I had in the truck was a diet pepsi no ice. When I got her to the vet, they took her in right away and put her in a quiet place and observed her breathing which was quite labored- They took x-rays and she has fluid around her heart and in her chest. They are waiting for the results of the bloodwork but if she also is in kidney failure, I will put her to peace tomorrow.

Photo of Hooty

This might show you some of the damage done to these babies more than anything else. My computer is up and running-even paypal now works but all my photos had been lost in translation, until Mike found them late last night and brought them back from the black internet hole they fell into! That white on his tongue (according to the vet) is the chemical solidifying and when it falls off some of the barbs on the tongue go with it- making kitties very painful and super reluctant to eat or drink. 🙁

Sobering Morning

Some S.O.B. tossed out of his car sometime last night or early morning four kittens about 3 weeks old. They were lying in the road about 100 feet from my house this morning. All identical, all littermates, next to them lay an opened empty cardboard box with a scrap of fabric. Sometimes, I just want to scream.

My Heart Broke this Morning…

Last night, in someway, the littlest kitten Slider got out of the bedroom overnight and out into the back porch. The porch is screened but the wood we used to frame it isn’t solid- it’s trellis so it gets cold. I heard a small kitten cry about 1:00 a.m. and thinking someone left yet another kitten on the porch, I found her lying on a bed of her own making. She had found a crack in the wood by the back bedroom door and dug out all the fiberglass and fashioned a nest! And some people think cats are stupid. She was lying in the nest and trembling. Her ears were like ice. I bundled her up in to my robe and cycled some towels in the dryer and we sat up all night while she warmed up. I didn’t even waste time taking her temp, I knew she was subnormal. This morning, she is better, she is hugging the small heater in there and only eating a bit. Seems like today none of the kittens are eating much of anything. I am trying so hard to keep these babies alive- but I know it hurts them to eat. Even the baby food has been discarded, so I don’t know how this is going to end. If anyone has any ideas of what I can try- please post them. This is what has been attempted so far

AD pureed down with chicken broth

mashed and cooked chicken livers

crushed dry food softened with broth

tuna juice

pureed adult food

baby food all flavors- ham chicken turkey gets some interest but not enough

fancy feast kitten

max kitten

science diet kitten (they hated this!)

goats milk always a winner but  not enough protein to sustain them long

 

Here is Hooty- as you can see her chin is clearing up quite a bit, the huge burns and blisters have taken off the outer layer of skin. She is with a good friend of mine being fostered, but after this morning’s phone call, it is clear she has stolen a few hearts in the house and may be in her forever home! That’s the hope!

 

Thank you again to those who donated- please send prayers that these fearless five make it through this process- the vet bill will just have to wait.

I Believe I might be back now

Thanks to my husband’s talented knowledge of building computers and my stepson Dennis who is an IT Wizard, I am back online. I am on Mike’s computer though- mine has been gifted to him and he can get it up and running and have the better computer. I don’t much care- I just want a computer that runs,

I took the five babies back to the vet yesterday because their mouths were turning into quite the mess. Even though they are young (just under 7 weeks old, we have them all on antibiotic and painkillers- so you know its bad because kittens this age rarely get prescribed painkillers.

The only thing they can eat is baby food- they seem to prefer ham over the chicken and turkey. I found them at Winco for $0.98 apiece which is cheaper than Wally World. They cry when they eat and it breaks my heart. I mix the food with meaty homemade broth to help them get it down better. Several of them can only chew on one side of the mouth, so there is a lot of head-tilting going on. Their gums are still shredding but the vet assures me that the antibiotic will take care of it in due time. Couldn’t be quick enough for me.

Mira had a name change, turned out the vet was wrong and Mira is a boy- so I call him Hooty. He is in love with a stuffed owl that I have and the name seems to fit him. He no longer leaks blood into the food bowl (his mouth was the worst of the littermates). So he is getting better. The other kittens tend to pick on him fiercely so he has been placed in foster care to recover. I believe that he will give as good as he gets when he starts feeling better and getting stronger.

We are chopping away on this sky-high vet bill even though someone once again made off with one of our donation boxes at the local grocery store. I wish they would just take the monies and leave the boxes- but I ordered two more and have permission to place it back into the store as soon as it arrives.

I will be posting photos of the kittens in a few minutes. They are beautiful tuxedo babies and they are warriors! They want to fight and they want to be here which I hope and pray will happen!

Kenner, Mira and Gunny

 

Three kittens ended up going to the vet. Turns out they got into something caustic and have burns on their tongues, back of the throat and roof of the mouth. The vet reminded me that when he examined Cassie, when he sniffed her- she smelled like DAWN soap as I had bathed her but also a strong chemical. Because of my ongoing cold, I couldn’t smell anything. He believes that whoever dumped the family also dumped some sort of chemical on the queen perhaps to hasten death? It worked because Cassie passed away this afternoon. And yes, I am digging yet another grave. 🙁

The kittens are on antibiotics because they all had fairly high fevers and I am assist feeding them 7 times a day. But it was not the calicivirus so the littermates are back together and Ben said they should be doing better in a few days. The hardest part of this is when they open their mouth- you can see this white tissue just laying on the sides of their mouth and I have to take a warm q-tip and roll it off and pull gently because according to the vet, this is the toxin solidifying. Vet bill down to $800.00 now thanks to those of you digging deep. I am doing all  I can on this end to solicit funds to get this paid off. My heart breaks for these babies who did not ask for all this abuse to happen to them.