Apologies for not posting sooner about the kittens and their condition. Putting them on the antibiotic has shown me that they didn’t have a cold or URI but it what they do have is viral and bacterial in nature. The introduction of the arithromycin has changed the discharge from clear to cloudy so they are blowing out infection now. The vaporizers are still going full steam ahead and at least the kittens are still eating and drinking on their own.
When I went to pick up the drugs for them, I went to a small pharmacy that I have never been to before. It is about a block from the clinic and the only pharmacy in town that carries this one drug.
As I pulled up to the window, I had the Toad and Rayne in carriers on the front seat. They had just been neutered. The lady saw the kittens and we started talking cats. She told me they had a small black kitten (girl) show up at the pharmacy and she took her home. Said she was really skinny and awfully hungry. I asked her about how old the kitten was and she said a few months. This got me to thinking about where I found the poisoned babies (about a block away from the pharmacy). The people had told me when I took the initial litter that one black kitten, a girl had escaped. Both Brandy and I went and looked for it and Brandy alerted to a tree in the middle of an apartment complex. But the kitten was gone.
I told the gal the story about the poisoned litter and said i suspected the little black gal was part of that litter. I had been by the place several times since looking for her, but we could never find her. So it makes me go “hmmm..” Perhaps God was telling me that the girl kitty is now safe and loved in a forever home, I don’t know. But she is the same age as the kittens in the bedroom and has the same medium long hair.
I would rather think that the Lord had kept her safe instead of worrying of her outside in such inclement weather and he was letting me know I no longer have to worry about her.
WOW, that is awesome, the Lord works magic for you. Always there when you have need or worry to let you know you are doing right with his treasures. From the tiniest fur Babies to gentle giants (Mike) You are very blessed.