The Pitter Patter of Kitten Feet
As many of you know, we recently lost Lil Scamp, our fourteen year old cat. His passing was very difficult for both me and my husband. To make it an even more difficult time, Miss Shaina, Scampy’s mom, has also been very ill and we fear that she won’t be with us very long.
Caring for chronically ill pets is emotionally and physically draining. It takes a lot of time, worry and money to get them on the road to recovery. Unfortunately sometimes it is not a matter of recovering, but more a matter of comfort in their final days and weeks.
We have always had a houseful of cats to keep us hopping. They always reward us with such unconditional love that it makes the time and expense, not to mention the heartache when it is time to let them go, worth it. I couldn’t do without them!
Over the last few months, with both Shaina and Lil Scamp, we have made numerous trips to the vet for tests. On one of these trips a few weeks ago, some of the ladies who work at the check in desk were caring for a two-week old kitten someone had dropped off. When they saw me, they didn’t hesitate to drop the little guy into the palm of my hand. His eyes were open, but barely! It was all I could do to not just pop him into my purse and take him home.
Apparently, he had been abandoned in a yard. They assumed his mother had been moving her litter and had somehow left him behind.
Over the last few weeks, my husband and I have often wondered how he was doing at his foster home. Last Friday, I called and asked.
Within an hour, the foster mom had emailed me a picture of him.
Being a wonderful salesperson, she also sent me a picture of another little kitten who she is fostering.
This little girl is a week older than the first and had been abandoned on the side of the highway.
I forwarded the pictures to my husband whose initial response was “do you think we can handle two of them?” (like I needed my arm twisted!)
So tonight, Mickey and Rosalita will be coming home!
They are still on formula and bottles but are at the right age that we can start weaning them. They will need to be isolated from our other cats for about four weeks until they are old enough to be leukemia tested. Once they are cleared, we can start integrating them into the household. I am sure our other cats will have their noses a bit out of joint at first, but it always works out with time.
There is nothing like the pitter patter of kitten feet to cure a broken heart. So here we go again – saving the world, one cute little stray kitten at a time!