Sunday, September 27, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
This morning, I discovered the preemie was cold and not very responsive. I tucked him under my shirt until I could set up the heating pad in a small box.
He seemed to be responding and I gave him a few drops of pedialyte. I gently rubbed him to keep his blood circulating. After two hours I thought he might be out of the woods, but he passed away at 11:10. I still tried CPR for 30 minutes just in case, but he was gone and my heart is totally broken. That little fella had so much personality, but was too bold for his own good. I could not keep him confined, no matter what I did. He would eventually escape and literally run across the room to me and climb upon my shoe and hold onto my pants leg, so I could take him for a ride. I could walk anywhere and he would hold on until he grew weary; then he would let go and climb down. I have never known an animal so tiny with so much heart and curiosity. I really believed that he would pull through, but he simply went to sleep and no matter what I did I could not revive him. Birdette is with him right now and I am going to have to take him from her. I hope she understands that he is gone. She has been a wonderful mother and kept him alive when I felt there was no hope whatsoever. I allowed her to kiss him before he passed away, so she would know. I have allowed her some time with him now that he has passed. This room is so very empty and silent now that Dusty has gone.
Saturday, August 08, 2009
Birdette also gave birth in July, but her litter was born earlier than it should have been. True to form, there was one lonely kitten. This one had no coat, and its skin was so fragile it was transparent. It looked exactly like a new born baby mouse. I thought it would not make it, but Bird stayed with it night and day until it was 'out of the woods'. The baby is now 3 weeks old, very vocal and demanding, headstrong and curious. It has learned how to escape the container where it sleeps
and Birdette and I both have spent considerable time searching for her one and only child. As small as it is, it can run pretty fast, especially when it suspects that I will put it back in its box. Its skin developed a dark blue pigment then its coat started to grow. Its coat is white and very curly and appears to have frosted the kitten's body I will post several of its pictures. I had it next to a small china teacup as a way to compare its size. These pictures were taken Thursday evening, so not too long agao.
Saturday, May 02, 2009
So much has happened since my last post. I was diagnosed with walking pneumonia the first of December and confined to bed. I missed a full week from work and really got behind in my graduate classes. Since semester tests and reviews were due the second week of December, I returned to work earlier than I should have. My students were so sweet. They treated me as if they were afraid I break, but at least I kept their attention and completed all the assignments I had planned, except the Gravity Races. One of the Facilitators for my grad classes was not agreeable to my making up the assignments I had missed so I had to drop both classes (they are taught as a block). I spent Christmas break recuperating but it was not until the end of February
that my doctor said I had recovered.
I took Pearl, Trouble and Cearra, a darling black female kitten from Karen Hill's Beautymus cattery, to the Birmingham Cat Shows. There were 9 Devons entered. I had never been to a show that had more than 3, so I was excited and nervous at the same time. Pearl and Cearra loved all the attention, but Trouble,who was grossly overweight, did not care for it at all. There were 5 kittens entered, 3 Open and 1 Ch. Cearra took BOB kitten in 4 rings, Trouble earned 4
winners ribbons toward his Ch and one BOB and Pearl won 4 BOB and earned all of her winners ribbons to become Ch. Gaia Spiced Pearl. I was thrilled to say the least!