Three weeks ago, our dogs had puppies. One year ago, as some readers may recall, hubby rescued two feral kittens from getting crushed by construction equipment at his job. The kittens, Sky and Slatey, have grown up. Slatey got big, and we thought (hoped) that Sky had simply gotten fat. Yesterday, Sky showed us that “fat” wasn’t the correct word.
There was a pet disturbance in the basement with kitties staring at the ceiling and what sounded like mouse squeaks up above. And then Sky came out of the ceiling with a wet bottom. I had a feeling that it was a new kitten, not a mouse, up there. Sky wanted to eat and then back in the ceiling where she would growl. But mostly, Sky wanted to follow me wherever I went to meow at me. So, I sent the kids to fetch hubby and he tore apart the basement ceiling until he pulled out a very tiny, very cold, live little kitten. I put Sky and her baby in a box with some towels, and after helping the kitten to warm up, I helped the kitten find its momma’s milk supply. Sky still wanted to be with me wherever I went, so I ended up brining the kitty box into whatever room I had to be in and all the pets inspected the baby and kissed little Sky, the new mother. Bellah, who just had puppies, took it upon herself to help clean Sky’s uh, lady stuff. Eventually, Sky finally let me leave her and the baby in the bathroom with the door closed and when I checked on her a little later, she had just delivered a second kitten. The second baby is much bigger than the first and much better at nursing. I think the little one is struggling due to its first few hours being stuck inside the basement ceiling, hopefully it will get stronger now that it is freed and warm.
We will be needing lots of visits to the veterinarian for all these mommas and babies, but we recently got clobbered with some obstacles to being able to do so including hubby recently losing a over a week of wages after an unfortunate accident with a log splitter, my car self destructing, and my primary care doctor no longer accepting my insurance (I’m still not recovered from nearly dying in November and I still need medical care), and our local grocery store going out of business which forces me to borrow husband’s car to travel further and pay much more than I used to have to in order to get groceries.
We could use some help, if anyone can spare it, and prayers, and maybe encouraging words to keep me going while kittens and puppies, and their mothers, show me that they want my attention desperately every time I try to close my eyes to sleep at night.
Of course the silver lining is: PUPPIES AND KITTENS!!!!!! I will post pics of both whenever I can. The other silver lining is that being overrun with animals born right here, hubby ought to be cured of his taking home every stray that crosses his path – I hope! 😉
Here is Sky with her kittens:
Here is a pile of puppies (I just took this):