I took Mike to Portland this morning and we were hung up most of the day. Mike will be going back in the hospital next week. They are going to do an occlusion on his leg. They are going to shoot a laser into his bad leg and close off the one abnormal artery that is pumping blood backward. Then they will do a de-breedment of the leg to get rid of the crust he has forming over 90% of the leg. So there was a lot to process.
When I got home, I went into the kitten’s room and found Dusky lying very still. She was on the bed, but her heart had stopped. There was not a mark on her- but she was gone. When I left, she was fighting a massive URI and I had just given her some new medication. Now, she is gone. I’m sitting her wondering if she choked on these pills? Did she just stop breathing? Did she have heart issues? She was playing and acting normal yesterday. I am so sad- there was a woman interested in adopting this beautiful girl after the 18th when she, Mason and Maybelline were scheduled for a neuter. She didn’t even make it to her fourth month. I know she was the runt and the boys would beat up on her from time to time, but she seemed to be able to hold her own.
So that leaves just two kittens now. Maybelline the gray and white beauty and the freeway kitty Mason. Dusky, I am so sorry to have missed the signs that something was majorly wrong with you. Run free in heaven where you can breathe normally and play without pain. Your life was way to short-=
sometimes there are no signs – don’t beat yourself up.
aww so sorry to hear that, she must have had another issue that had been undetected. RIP little one. Sometimes they just have to go.
It probably wasn’t a pill; I suspect you would have noticed that at the time. Crystal, over at Daily Dose of Dogs, just lost two kittens, for no discernible reason. Sometimes they are just too weak to continue. For the time that she was with you, she knew safety and joy. Godspeed, Dusky.