I picked up a litter of foster kittens yesterday, 6 of them. Little Cecil passed over today. He was the smallest, and he hadn't been eating well, so needed to spoon feed and finger feed, and syringe today. But, he became lethargic this evening and I took him back to the shelter ASAP and I got a call that he passed while they were treating him.
He was 6 weeks old, and in the 24 hours I had him he was the sweetest little lap kitten. Oh, this part of fostering.
But, he had a comfortable 24 hours in a home instead of a shelter kennel. The others are doing well, thankfully.
Rest, little Cecil!

He was 6 weeks old, and in the 24 hours I had him he was the sweetest little lap kitten. Oh, this part of fostering.

Rest, little Cecil!
