Saturday, October 25, 2008
When Not Even Chocolate Makes Things Better
It's October, almost Halloween. Usually my favorite time of the year. But we just lost one of our foster kittens (we took in a year old Mom cat and her four newborn kittens to save them from a shelter in Fresno) to pneumonia and I am so friggin' sad, nothing is cheering me up.
There is a box of See's Candy sitting in our kitchen, a gift from the gal who persuaded us to foster this particular batch of felines. She bought a pound of our favorite See's chocolates (butterscotch squares, dark chocolate truffles, cashew brittles and, for Dave, dark almond clusters) as a thank you for taking in these furry little babies. I love See's Candy. I know I'll enjoy them. But not today. My appetite is pretty much down the toilet, along with my creativity.
Fostering young kittens, especially from crowded shelters, is always a risk. Disease runs through the population and even an URI can be deadly to the fragile immune systems of these babies. We figured with the momma cat nursing them, they stood a good chance; mother's milk gives kittens a certain amount of natural immunity. But three out of the four caught her cold, one of them lost his sense of smell and couldn't find his way to Mom's milk dispenser, so we've been bottle feeding him. I think he's made it past the danger point. Another has an eye infection and we were worried about him this morning...but it was one of our little orange boys who ended up getting really sick in a matter of hours. Fine last night, a little shaky this morning and then, two hours later, deathly ill. The vet did his best...we bought a humidifier and childrens nose drops after the kitten was given antibiotics and fluids...sat for hours with him in the bathroom and thought we'd pulled him through. But he slipped away from us in his sleep a little while ago...looking so peaceful we couldn't tell if he was dead...
I hate this. There shouldn't be things that can't be fixed by See's Candy.