Yesterday I went to my moms house and seen one of her little white kittens laying at the bottom of her stairs (she is a cat breeder). The kitten was skin and bones, had diahrea on the fur of its butt and was so flea infested that its skin was black with flea dirt and you could just see them crawling everywhere. I picked it up and it was losing body heat and very unresponsive. I did everything I could for it to get it to liven up but nothing worked and it ended up dying in my hands. Her comment to me was "I knew it wasn't feeling good, but I didn't know it was that sick". Come on now, none of that stuff happened overnight, she has a lot of sickly animals and she is a breeder of both dogs and cats. It is a hard situation having someone you love that lets animals go like that, I am very aggravated.