I wish I had good news. I took Bubby and Lexi to vet this morning
- his temp is low and he's not feeding. Quite a weak little Bubby
now. I have to keep him warm, keep up the fluids, including saline
under the skin and feeds every 2 hours. I have tried with the
teat but he rejects it so next feed will be via a tube. He has
now dropped to 95g and just wants to sleep. Lexi is very unsettled
and wants to move him. Just taking each hour as it comes and hoping
for a miracle.
have just spoken to my vet again and I think today could be the
last for poor Bubby. He is just not picking up and is now very
wet around the mouth, chin and nose and Lexi is starting to loose
interest in him - maybe because he is not feeding. His breathing
is laboured - even though it was clear this morning when the vet
checked his chest. I am going to take him back up to the vet soon
- when I stop crying, and I have asked my vet to give me an honest
outlook. I don't want Bubby to suffer and if there is no point
in fighting any longer then I will be kind and give him his wings.
It is breaking my heart to deal with this - nature really sucks
somtimes! I am very tired and emotional also I think because of
the lack of sleep and the emotional and physical effort I have
put into the last week. I think I know how Bubby feels - I'm not
sure that I have the energy to fight this battle any longer either!
BUT, in saying that I will continue to do absolutely everything
possible to help if there is hope. I'll take some deep breaths,
blow my nose and be as strong as I can.
wonder if it will ever get any easier - losing a kitten? This
is only my 3rd litter and already I have lost 2. The first one
last year made it to 6 days, now Bubby to 8 days. Lexi lost the
rest of her litter before birth and that was so much easier to
deal with. Once they come into the world and spend some time with
you they worm their way into your heart. After investing so much
time, love, emotional energy and sleepless nights into Lexi and
Bubby it's a cruel blow to have things end this way. I am sad
that Lexi doesn't get to be a mum this time around, but you know,
she is handling this better than me! Tonight she is flying around
the loungeroom playing crazy like a little kitten! Not once has
she returned to the nesting box to check on Bubby. I think she
knew before I did that the end was near. In some way it's a relief
for both of us. Maybe some sleep tonight will bring a fresher
is flying free now. RIP little one.