Since moving outside city limits we had four baby kittens. Early this week we were down to three, not sure what happened to the fourth one and I probably don't want to know. Especially if I had anything to do with the disapperance of the poor baby. Possibilites:
1) Kitty rode under my car to my mother-in-laws house and found a new home with nice caring neighbors.
2) Kitty ate some decon and met Jesus in the sky.
3) Kitty ran away to find its mom.
Since I was down to three kittens I thought I'd better take them to the vet to get their shots, neuter/spay, etc. The kittens were home less than 24 hours when our spotted kitty, Squeaky, started acting very odd. She was still bleeding from her surgery and still had no interest in walking, eating, or being around humans or it's fellow feline family. I called the vet and she got her in right away. Findings by the vet: popped a stitch and possible ingestion of some rat poison!!! I feel awful. I am waiting for my vet to call back to give me the news. The possible conversation that I'd give my kids lingers in the back of my mind. It starts with, "Mommy is an idiot for believing Grandma when she said the kittens wouldn't bother the decon." Ok, maybe not quite so dramatic but my mom definitely isn't getting Grandma of the year this year.
3 comments:
My dad's family dog when they grew ate rat poison and died. Very dramatic......he' been scared for life. Better the cat than Hershey. I'd have to move home to console you!
Why isn't there a place on here to upload a bunch of pictures. Not just one.
It's official. The vet called and squeaky died this morning. B-A-D mom and grandma! Megan...What kind of pictures are you wanting?
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