She didn’t make it. Through it all, she tried. We could never get her to latch onto the bottle for more than a few seconds after that time period, it was as if she had forgotten what she just did. This morning when I went in to feed, she was gone.
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I’m so sorry. At least she knew loving hands and was warm and comfortable when she left.
The poor little thing. She’s gone to join her siblings. Godspeed, Eclipse.
If ever there were a chance for her it was with you, So sorry she didn’t make it, but she knew what it was like to be loved! be at peace and run free little one,