One of the hardest parts of kitten season is receiving frantic phone calls from loving foster parents that one of their kittens is dying. Sometimes we can take an educated guess on what's causing it, other times the vet just has no clue. Nature has a way of dealing with things sometimes. Most of the time, there is no time to get to the vet.
Today I receiving a phone call from an awesome foster Mom who was losing a kitten. I knew the poor little mite was quietly dying by the way she described it. Ah...how I wish I had some magical powers to keep the foster parents from getting hurt. There's nothing I can do about genetic defects of kittens, but it hurts so much to hear foster parents hurting for the kittens they loved and nurtured.
I keep a spread sheet called "RIP Cats" to track the cats and kittens who pass away. It's always sad to make an addition to the list.
Despite it all, I went back to the shelter and rescued six kittens today:
I had to pick up a sick kitten from Petsmart this morning. Poor little "Strawberry"! She wasn't really bad, but definitely wasn't feeling well enough to entertain the folks at Petsmart.
I was there just in time to do an adoption on a sweet kitten named "Arizona". I knew what it meant when I heard the woman call her husband on her cell phone, "She's still hereeeeeee...." Heck...she didn't even need a French Maid's outfit to convince her husband. They had lost their last cat to cancer a few weeks ago. She was so excited to adopt Arizona and felt like it was an omen that she was still there. I agreed!
We're hosting a HUGE adoption event at Petsmart in Oakville this Saturday. I'm looking forward to it. There's always really nice people at these events. If you're local - spread the word! Otherwise, send me some good vibes. Everytime we get an adoption, it means I can save somebody else at the shelter.