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Or maybe I am just tired. I was up all night with Fern. She was leaking stool most of the night and slept fitfully at my side. I ended up sitting on the floor with my back to the couch and my legs outstretched. Soon the kittens decided to investigate my legs, and they fell asleep curled up in the center. That is where I spent the night, and now this morning, I am so stiff and sore I feel like I have been riding my horse for a week straight.
This morning when Shredder came in, he was stiff and sore and I picked him up and saw he had been in a battle. So he is now confined in a cage (which he hates) He finally quit snarling like a tiger and I gave him some Rescue Remedy opened up his wound, cleaned it and he is exhausted and finally asleep.
Mike and I had a heart-to-heart over breakfast this morning and we were talking about how the rescuing is different down here in the lower 48's than it was in Alaska. Mostly, up there our rescue entailed abused and neglected large breed dogs (mainly huskies, rotties, newfies and german shepherds) There were SOME cats and kittens but they just trickled in. Here, they come in STREAMS. I neutered Kabota at what I thought would be his 6 month birthday, he and his brother Shredder, but I must of goofed, because Massey is the spitting image of Kabota. He has the same soft fur, the same soft meow, the exact markings, so Mike and I agree that for now we are responsible for this family in the world. I would love to be able to keep each one of these kittens, especially because they all favor the dad, and the mom is so mellow as well. These guys would make great companions. Feeding them isn't the problem, the problem is the vet bills, the shots, the emergencys, all that just eats away at our already pretty limited income. Mike asked me how many cats this makes, and I told him I am not counting anymore- it just plain scares me! I did ask God to stop bringing the needy my way for awhile, and I hope he honors my request. I wish I had an on-off switch like my mom who can see an animal in rough shape show up at her doorstep and slam the door then sleep the sleep of the dead that night. But I can't, and I never could and I just wish I had the resources available to help them all. If I ever hit the lottery- that is where most of the money will be going, to make a sanctuary so these animals can have a good place, great vet care and lots of love.
The vet said the bacterial infection should be gone in a few days, but would you please pray for Fern if you have a minute? She is in so much discomfort, and she is such a good mom to these babies. Just pray that the antibiotics kick in soon so she can finally have some peace. At least she is litterbox trained now.
Thanks for being here guys, I am just so very very tired.
This morning when Shredder came in, he was stiff and sore and I picked him up and saw he had been in a battle. So he is now confined in a cage (which he hates) He finally quit snarling like a tiger and I gave him some Rescue Remedy opened up his wound, cleaned it and he is exhausted and finally asleep.
Mike and I had a heart-to-heart over breakfast this morning and we were talking about how the rescuing is different down here in the lower 48's than it was in Alaska. Mostly, up there our rescue entailed abused and neglected large breed dogs (mainly huskies, rotties, newfies and german shepherds) There were SOME cats and kittens but they just trickled in. Here, they come in STREAMS. I neutered Kabota at what I thought would be his 6 month birthday, he and his brother Shredder, but I must of goofed, because Massey is the spitting image of Kabota. He has the same soft fur, the same soft meow, the exact markings, so Mike and I agree that for now we are responsible for this family in the world. I would love to be able to keep each one of these kittens, especially because they all favor the dad, and the mom is so mellow as well. These guys would make great companions. Feeding them isn't the problem, the problem is the vet bills, the shots, the emergencys, all that just eats away at our already pretty limited income. Mike asked me how many cats this makes, and I told him I am not counting anymore- it just plain scares me! I did ask God to stop bringing the needy my way for awhile, and I hope he honors my request. I wish I had an on-off switch like my mom who can see an animal in rough shape show up at her doorstep and slam the door then sleep the sleep of the dead that night. But I can't, and I never could and I just wish I had the resources available to help them all. If I ever hit the lottery- that is where most of the money will be going, to make a sanctuary so these animals can have a good place, great vet care and lots of love.
The vet said the bacterial infection should be gone in a few days, but would you please pray for Fern if you have a minute? She is in so much discomfort, and she is such a good mom to these babies. Just pray that the antibiotics kick in soon so she can finally have some peace. At least she is litterbox trained now.
Thanks for being here guys, I am just so very very tired.