Greetings furriends! It sure has been busy here at Casa Furry Bambino recently. Our foster kitteh Antoinette got “adopted”! Details will be covered in another blog post.
We have new foster kittehs here at Casa Furry Bambino! Details are forthcoming.
Mom and Dad did a total musical furniture game with the kitten room furniture. They used the flashy box a lot, so we will show you before and after in a future post.
And most exciting of all, the Itteh Bittehs got adopted! Yay! Yay! Double Yay! Let me remind you of just how itteh bitteh they were. This is The Itteh Bitteh Kitteh, formerly known as Shadow, now called Niecy, at about 4 weeks old. Look at that face!
“Put me down, or I will have no choice but to claw you to ribbons.”
And this is The Itteh Bitteh Kitteh formerly known as Boo, now called Trish, at about 3 weeks old:
“I scoff at your baby gate and feeble efforts to contain me.”
The Itteh Bittehs were Mom and Dad’s first really tiny foster kittehs who were in need of a lot of TLC. While they were here, because they were so young and not fully weaned, they needed to be bottle fed, and then syringe fed.
Niecy developed an eye problem which required a trip to the V-E-T, and then ointment three times a day.
Trish’s spay surgery got cancelled The Day Of, due to what can only be described as a poop explosion. All. Over. The. House. So while Niecy was being spayed, Trish stayed home, and Mom and Dad cleaned up the house. When Dad picked up Niecy from her surgery, let’s just say that Dad had a very malodorous loooooong ride home. So now both girls had diarrhea and were sequestered to the kitten room, where at least the damage would be contained.
Diarrhea leads to dehydration, and nausea, and the feeling like you do not want to eat. Mom started syringe feeding special food to the girls …
… and Mom and Dad teamed up to give the girls sub-cutaneous fluids. Which the girls did not like. At all. Unhappy kittehs are squirmy kittehs. Which made it darn near impossible to get any fluids, let alone enough fluids, into the girls. Mom’s advisor in the rescue group suggested another fecal sample, which Trish kindly provided. Mom drove to the recommended clinic to drop off the sample.
Within an hour, the results were back: roundworms. Mom gave the girls Strongid, which Trish promptly horked back up, as she could not keep anything down by this point.
So, on the evening of July 3, when all the v-e-t hospitals were closed, and most of the country was partying and drinking adult beverages and shooting off noise makers, Mom and Dad drove 30 miles across town with two very sick kittehs. The emergency hospital gave the girls massive amounts of sub-cutaneous fluids, and Trish was given an injection of an anti-emetic. Mom and Dad were given Panacur and Albon to give to the girls at home. Within three days (three doses of the Panacur), the girls were doing much better, and eating on their own again.
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I am sure that you remember our post about the passing of our dear dear friend, Miss Tammy Faye. Tammy Faye’s parents are our “Aunt” Deb and “Uncle” Paul, and Aunt Deb is our regular kitteh sitter. A little while after Tammy Faye passed away, Aunt Deb asked Mom if The Itteh Bittehs had been spoken for. Mom said that the girls did not have a Furrever Home lined up, and that due to their medical condition it would be about another month before the girls would be ready to go to their Furrever Home. Which was fine with Aunt Deb and Uncle Paul, since they needed some time to grieve, and were not ready yet for new kittehs.
And fine with us, as we got to spend some more quality time with the girls. We Furry Bambinos showed Niecy and Trish how to help with the unloading of the groceries. Trish and I are starting to rassle. Cookie and Panda Bear are also helping.
Niecy learned how to assist with plastic grocery bags.
Trish liked to hang out with me. Here we are on Mommy’s chair.
Trish and Niecy invented a new way to play with The Alpine Scratcher.
This is what the girls looked like on August 6, their last morning here at Casa Furry Bambino. They are hanging out with Panda Bear and borrowing his Gizzy Quilt, which he was kind enough to share.
That evening, Mom and Dad put The Itteh Bittehs into the PTU, and collected their medical records and adoption paperwork. Panda Bear said good bye to The Itteh Bittehs …
and then Mom and Dad left to take The Itteh Bittehs to Aunt Deb and Uncle Paul’s house.
Once they got there, Dad opened the door to the PTU. Trish, always the braver one, emerged first.
Niecy gave careful thought before exiting the PTU. Once she did, she dashed into the kitchen and managed to squeeeeeeeze under a microwave cart on wheels. Niecy stayed there until Mom and Tim (Aunt Deb and Uncle Paul’s son) extricated her.
Naturally, Niecy and Trish decided to find a better place to hang out while they got used to their new home.
Is that perfect or what? They could see out, but could not be seen unless you crawled down on the floor.
It actually did not take all that long before Niecy and Trish decided to make an appearance. Trish was lured out by a feather toy.
Niecy came out to explore some more. She found a cool feather toy dangling above her head.
After Mom and Dad went home, Aunt Deb and Uncle Paul stayed up and played with Niecy and Trish for awhile. It wasn’t long before Trish claimed the foot stool as her own.
Trish and Niecy, enjoying a meal of stinky goodness and crunchies:
Niecy enjoys her feather toy:
Mom and Dad are very happy that Niecy and Trish have been adopted by such kind and caring friends. Mom and Dad look forward to visiting and watching the girls grow up.
Niecy and Trish are living the good life with Aunt Deb and Uncle Paul!