22/04/2022
It's been quiet over here for a reason. I promise this post ends on a positive note :) But the beginning is...not so much. Unfortunately, Monday before Easter, our babies started crashing. We're no strangers to kittens fading and we did everything we could and still, within 24 hours, 6 of our 7 babies had passed. It was so sudden and we were left questioning...everything. Our remaining survivor was still here though, and doing well, so we pulled him from mama just to keep an extra close eye on him (we have never lost a bottle-raised, hand-raised kitten, and Willow was perfectly okay with not having the responsibility of feeding and caring for her baby anymore). He was doing well, gaining weight and eating, until Easter night when he started declining. It wasn't anything overly concerning but after everything else, we opted to visit the vet.
Panleukopenia positive. If you're not familiar with panleuk, it's the parvo of the cat world. Highly contagious, and HIGHLY fatal. Like, 90% fatal. It came in with Willow and Iris, and was the reason Iris' babies aborted. It's also the reason Willow's babies all passed so suddenly. So now we had a fight ahead of us for our survivor (who had a different name but was renamed "Baseball" because of his very round belly). That was Monday. While the stats on panleuk are stark, 95% of kittens who hit the 5 day mark, survive!
Today, we are at 5 days and over the last 24 hours, our boy's appetite has finally rebounded. He's eating voraciously, he has his spunky little personality back. He is really the sweetest little munchkin with the LOUDEST purrs for being so little (he JUST passed 200 grams yesterday). He loves snuggles, comfort suckling on fingers, and being sung to. Obviously, things still can go wrong. His immune system is weak, he's still anemic, and his GI tract is still recovering, but we're optimistic about our little man.
Every single loss is devastating for us. We always consider if this is too much, if we should throw in the towel, and we are taking a long break after this (obviously we still have Iris and Willow here, along with our older music litter who will be getting spayed/neutered in the next week or two and go up for adoption thereafter) because rescue trauma is REAL. But we'll be back (and in the meantime, you'll get more Baseball updates!). Because every kitten is worth fighting for.