And I’m not certain how long she will stay here for, but I hope and pray it will be for a long time.
So far, she’s beating the odds, and has blessed us with her presence for 4 days. 🙂
Each day is a little miracle, just like she is.
Yes, Pie’s had her babies, born 2 days early. 5 babies – 4 of them very healthy and happy indeed (or at the moment – very chubby, and behaving like barbarians while fighting over the boobies).
And then there is Tia. Born smack bang in the middle of the litter. About half the size of her siblings… and not breathing (I was however prepared, and had been reading up on how to help little kittens breathe).
I didn’t think she was going to make it to day 2… but she did. And then day 3… and now on day 4.
She’s getting handfed every second hour, or I keep trying each hour if I’m not happy with the amount she’s had. Emotionally and physically I’m completely drained, but each time she takes some formula from the bottle makes it worth it. 🙂
I was pulled in two directions, on whether to take her to the vets to be tube fed, or try bottle and formula… and in the end I opted for the bottle. The tube is no guarantee she’ll make it, and if she’ not going to make it… then I’d rather she’s known the love from Pie, and the warmth of her siblings, than a surgery.
She’s so incredibly little. And although she’s grown (she’s now nearly the size her siblings were when they were born), the other’s are growing so much faster, and now nearly look three times her size.
The bad is that she’s still so terribly small, and won’t drink from Pie. The good news is that she’s feisty (she’s some wiggle worm, and will climb both over me when trying to feed her, and her mother and siblings), and doesn’t appear to be in any sort of distress (she doesn’t cry, apart from when I initially lift her from the rest of the gang).
If you pray, I’d appreciate a little prayer for the tiny little Tia… and if you don’t, then I’d appreciate some good vibes sent her way. 🙂