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Last month I lost my bulldog frankie...the post is in this section with the topic heading "My Heart Is Broken". Well, last Sunday night my girlfriend and I were getting ready for bed when I heard a kitten meowing in front of our house. I saw it through the bedroom window. Being curious, I headed out front to see the kitten or possibly kittens. Well this poor little thing was by itself and had moved next the curb in the gutter. It was facing away from me and not trying to run away. When I picked it up the poor baby was skin and bones and worse than that, it had a severe upper respiratory infection...Booth eyes were severely infected and her(it turned out to be a girl kitty) nostrils were completely covered with dry mucus. She was weazing through her mouth to breath 
I took her inside and cleaned her nose so she could breath somewhat better, warmed her up and got her some food.
The next morning I took the sick little kitty to my vet and they cleaned up the eyes and got some fluids and medicine started. They figured it to be about 5 weeks old and it only weighed 12 ounces. I told the vet I couldn't keep another kitty, but if they were willing to donate the medicine, I would donate my time and foster the kitty back to health...They agreed and supplied me with medicine and food. The kitten was black and white and I named her Bootsy. She seemed to be improving slowly, eating(but not putting on weight, being alert, etc. Until this morning(Saturday). She was very listless. She ate all through out the day but would just flop over afterward (The vet had me feeding her 3cc's of a prescription food mixed with water, 12 times a day...Yes, 12 times a day...Unfortunately for me work is slow right now, I'm a remodeling contractor, so I was able to accommodate this meal schedule. As the day wore on, Bootsy just got weaker and weaker and had lost 1 ounce of bodyweight and was still very emaciated. It was a very sad realization. Tonight she was laying on my chest, wrapped in a towel when her little motor gave out at 11:30pm Saturday. It was a sad, sad, moment...I was really rooting for Bootsy, she was a sweet little baby that I grew very fond of.
Here are some pic's from the short week that I had her
I took her inside and cleaned her nose so she could breath somewhat better, warmed her up and got her some food.The next morning I took the sick little kitty to my vet and they cleaned up the eyes and got some fluids and medicine started. They figured it to be about 5 weeks old and it only weighed 12 ounces. I told the vet I couldn't keep another kitty, but if they were willing to donate the medicine, I would donate my time and foster the kitty back to health...They agreed and supplied me with medicine and food. The kitten was black and white and I named her Bootsy. She seemed to be improving slowly, eating(but not putting on weight, being alert, etc. Until this morning(Saturday). She was very listless. She ate all through out the day but would just flop over afterward (The vet had me feeding her 3cc's of a prescription food mixed with water, 12 times a day...Yes, 12 times a day...Unfortunately for me work is slow right now, I'm a remodeling contractor, so I was able to accommodate this meal schedule. As the day wore on, Bootsy just got weaker and weaker and had lost 1 ounce of bodyweight and was still very emaciated. It was a very sad realization. Tonight she was laying on my chest, wrapped in a towel when her little motor gave out at 11:30pm Saturday. It was a sad, sad, moment...I was really rooting for Bootsy, she was a sweet little baby that I grew very fond of.
Here are some pic's from the short week that I had her
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