Fading Kitten Syndrome

Not much is really known about this sudden turn of events when a kitten, once active begins to slip away from the hands caring for it. Much like SID there is mystery surrounding the death.

Parker, the littlest Mack Tabby with 19 toes slipped away from us at 2:00 p.m. It started at feeding time, when I found him unresponsive, and oh so cold (even with three heat sources being used to keep the carrier warm. Thank you to those who donated and made that possible.

He was barely breathing, and I sat with him till his last breath arrived and he was gone. It took all of 5 minutes for this precious life to slip away.

Presto (or 21 toes) although he is still cold despite everything, he is also active and eating. He is getting into so many precarious situations. I have to really keep my mind sharp when I am interacting with him.

His latest antics was to get somehow hung up on the power cord of the heating pad. The cord is in the last corner of the back of the carrier and as snug as I could make it, but he still managed to get his head through the cord and get stuck. Had I not found him when I did, I suspect he would have joined his brother because he couldn’t move forward or back.

I took one of Kota’s stuffie bones and cable tied it to the cord to prevent this type of accident of happening again. I swear this kitten is going to give me a heart attack! But he is fine, and Minerva his sister- the calico mix is also hanging in there. Are they out of the woods? No, we haven’t even reached the first clearing yet- so prayers are welcomed.

As for Huckles, he now has pneumonia. His respiration rate this morning was 82 breaths a minute! It should be at best 32. I can see his lovely chest hitching up and down rapidly with is every movement and although on amoxy right now, they have added a second antibiotic to help prevent this from getting worse. I would ask God what indeed is coming next, but I would be afraid He might just show me.