I am new here, my name is Schel.
We got a kitten 2 weeks ago, named him Oreo. He was so cute and cuddley.
I did not want to get a kitten in the first place and my husband brought him home and I fell in love!
He was fine the first week and towards the middle of the 2nd week I noticed he just did not seem to thrive. I mentioned this to my husband and he didn't act as if he was worried at that point, but when I said it again, he admitted he thought so to and was also worried.
Sunday he just seemed blah, wouldn't play, and only ate, and then would sit or sleep. Wouldn't play or anything.
Then this morning was the worst thing ever since my Goldie died (my Golden Retriever) 2 years ago. It brought back all those bad memories when she was sick and died in my arms.
My son found Oreo this morning. Immediately screamed "He's dieing!! He's dieing!" I ran downstairs thinking he was overreacting again, because he often does and sure enough, our new little kitten ly there in his litter box limp.
We moved him to a fluffy towel, brushed off the litter stuck to him and brought him upstairs and called my husband who came home to be with us during this time. The kitten whimpered and ly there lifeless. We felt helpless. We comforted him as much as we could to be sure he knew he was loved. We prayed and stayed with him until he took his last breath. I then listened with my stethescope and knew it was over. No more suffering. He had gone to be with Goldie up in heaven.
2 weeks. How can we get so attached in 2 weeks?
We did. My son called everyone he could to tell them and cry with them, grandma, our neighbors who treat him like a son of their own. One neighbor offered that she had a friend she worked with that had a kitten she was looking for a home for. I said no right now. To soon.
We also have a 11 year old cat that I worry about now. I hope that the kitten did not die of anything that Moo Moo could have caught from him.
I am calling the vet tomorrow to have Moo Moo checked out.
We had a funeral in the back yard today and buried him under a tree and planted Tulip Bulbs by him to remind us of him for many years to come of that sweet kitten we loved Oreo.
Thanks for letting me share my story, I feel a little better.
Schel
We got a kitten 2 weeks ago, named him Oreo. He was so cute and cuddley.
I did not want to get a kitten in the first place and my husband brought him home and I fell in love!
He was fine the first week and towards the middle of the 2nd week I noticed he just did not seem to thrive. I mentioned this to my husband and he didn't act as if he was worried at that point, but when I said it again, he admitted he thought so to and was also worried.
Sunday he just seemed blah, wouldn't play, and only ate, and then would sit or sleep. Wouldn't play or anything.
Then this morning was the worst thing ever since my Goldie died (my Golden Retriever) 2 years ago. It brought back all those bad memories when she was sick and died in my arms.
My son found Oreo this morning. Immediately screamed "He's dieing!! He's dieing!" I ran downstairs thinking he was overreacting again, because he often does and sure enough, our new little kitten ly there in his litter box limp.
We moved him to a fluffy towel, brushed off the litter stuck to him and brought him upstairs and called my husband who came home to be with us during this time. The kitten whimpered and ly there lifeless. We felt helpless. We comforted him as much as we could to be sure he knew he was loved. We prayed and stayed with him until he took his last breath. I then listened with my stethescope and knew it was over. No more suffering. He had gone to be with Goldie up in heaven.
2 weeks. How can we get so attached in 2 weeks?
We did. My son called everyone he could to tell them and cry with them, grandma, our neighbors who treat him like a son of their own. One neighbor offered that she had a friend she worked with that had a kitten she was looking for a home for. I said no right now. To soon.
We also have a 11 year old cat that I worry about now. I hope that the kitten did not die of anything that Moo Moo could have caught from him.
I am calling the vet tomorrow to have Moo Moo checked out.
We had a funeral in the back yard today and buried him under a tree and planted Tulip Bulbs by him to remind us of him for many years to come of that sweet kitten we loved Oreo.
Thanks for letting me share my story, I feel a little better.
Schel