Long after David and I went to bed last night, I had an uneasy feeling and got up to look around. I'm not especially intuitive, but I went downstairs to get some orange juice and have a look around. As I walked down the stairs, I could hear "the cat phone" ringing in my office. It's not unusual for the cat phone to ring so late. People often think they're going to get voicemail anyway and will leave a message. But this time, I glanced at the caller ID and noticed it was one of our foster parents.
It turned out to be a major emergency for one of her kittens. The intestines were slowly coming out of his bum and experience told me that if we were going to save this kitten he had to go to emergency immediately.
What's so awful, is not knowing if you're already too late. Once their intestines come out, tissues start to die. The kitten seemed very nonplussed by what was going on and was playing and doing the usual kitten things.
I called one of our vets who offers emergency services and by the sound of his voice I obviously got him out of bed. The foster parents were on the road within minutes and took him in. Little "Peanut" had emergency surgery last night and is back home this afternoon! Looks like our little guy is going to be OK!!! I could hear the sound of relief in the foster Mom's voice this morning.
Somebody slap me when I start to complain about quiet days in rescue. Just recounting the events last night made my palms sweat. Hahaha.
I'm terrified of our vet bills this month. I was just feeling pretty good about things (which was a mistake) when I've taken in some expensive kitties. No regrets - just the usual "rescue financial struggle".
On a happy note, I've got an adopter coming to meet my little Gabby today in a few hours! I hope she's adopted - she's truly one of the sweetest little cats I've ever fostered. She never does anything wrong and is always game to be adored. PLUS - Gabby is black and white which is always an exciting adoption. I'm going to track her down in a few minutes and trim her nails. The adopter is coming right at the cat's dinner time. The key to THIS adoption will be to NOT feed Gabby, so she'll be extra cute, chatty, and will stay near us. :)
Going to the shelter tomorrow....I hope my Gabby is adopted today. She deserves a wonderful home.
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OMC, I just Googled this prolapse business and whatever you do, don't click on Images, pretty scary! I'm glad the kitten is ok and I hope Gabby is adopted so that you can foster another one.
OK - that would certainly set off my panic-o-meter....Glad the baby is going to be OK.
Paws crossed for Gabby!!
Eeekkk! I didn't even know intestines could come out the bum! Gees, I WON'T be Googling for images! VERY glad the little one will be okay, Beth.
And fingers and paws crossed for Gabby!
Wow, it's a good thing you trusted your intuition - you saved this kitty's life!
So glad to hear that the situation with Peanut ended up OK.
Paws crossed Gabby gets her forever family.
I shall not google images tonight! I'm so glad the kitten will be alright :) Fingers crossed extra tight for Gabby!
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