The owner died more than a month ago. The son also abandoned her; we assume she was ready to give birth since the babies if they reach a month are many. She gave birth there and went a month without eating.
We don’t know how she survived, or how those two tiny soldiers survived. Caught on her mother’s breast, without a drop of milk and suffering from severe anemia, she was physically consumed by worms. Look how frantic she was when she was released, despite the fact that her infirmity makes it difficult for her to move.
Last night, we went looking for her. You can only image how bad the stench was all over her rotten flesh. She was withering to death.
We administered first aid, medicated, administered saline, sanitized, and removed any probable worms. She also let him use the mattress. She refused to eat or drink. We didn’t know if the larger insect had impacted her throat or perforated the jaw, stopping her from doing it.
She has additional tiny bugs on her gum, pear, hand, and hip, as well as a scab on her hip… Her situation is dreadful.We looked after babies who, thankfully, did not have bugs. They simply begin eating. We applied flea powder to them and dewormed them.
This story of survival and compassion reminds us of the power of kindness even in the face of unthinkable hardship.
Together we can make a difference nurturing life and hope where it is needed most.
Let us share this story and Inspire others to act with compassion for every living being deserves a chance at a better tomorrow.
An Early Second Chance
On my way to work as a vet technician a few weeks ago, I saw what looked like a sock or shirt laying in the road. I didn’t think much of it.
About 15 minutes later a woman came in holding a box and said she found a kitten on the road, and she thinks it is still alive. My heart sank knowing I drove right past this sweet girl without thinking twice. I took her into the exam room and the doctor decided she may have a broken jaw and some head trauma. We administered a steroid injection, subcutaneous fluids, pain medication, and started her on antibiotics.
The first two days were not great for her. She was in some pain and could not hold her head upright. On day 3, she was starting to improve, she was less stuffy, her head was upright, and she was eating well from a syringe.
I decided to take her home and continue her care there, and bring her to work with me every day. Since then this little girl has blossomed into quite the firecracker! She is still syringe feeding, as she is only about 4 weeks old, maybe 5, and she loves to chase my feet when I walk!
If it weren’t for the woman finding her, this little girl wouldn’t have stood a chance out there along the road. My husband decided to name her Nook, and she is settling in quite well at home with our three other cats.
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