I don't know what happened here.
I fed the kittens at about 10pm last night, and then had to go to work. I made sure my sister set her alarm to feed them sometime during the night.. and I'd be back at 7:30am to feed them again.
Sometime in between the time my sister fed them (around 2-3) and 7:30.. one of the kittens had climbed out of the playpen and I am assuming, dropped to the floor.
I found him laying on his side..breathing normally.. heart rate seems normal. But was not reacting to anything. It was like he was dead but wasn't. I touched near his eye, and no reaction.. and pinched his toes with no pain reaction.
I even tried the bottle but he didn't react to it at all.
So I took him with me to the rescue this morning and showed the owner.. she said she thinks he broke his back or something and that he was going to die... but she WOULDN'T take him to the vet!!
I was flaming mad... but I had 3+ hours of cleaning to do.. so I put him in with a nursing mom we have, just until I could finish cleaning and then figure something out.
By the time I was done cleaning, and went back to get him.. he was running ( sorta stumbling) around!
He is now back at home with me.. at my feet, biting my toes.. scurrying around.
What could have happened here? I swear I thought he was going to die..
I fed the kittens at about 10pm last night, and then had to go to work. I made sure my sister set her alarm to feed them sometime during the night.. and I'd be back at 7:30am to feed them again.
Sometime in between the time my sister fed them (around 2-3) and 7:30.. one of the kittens had climbed out of the playpen and I am assuming, dropped to the floor.
I found him laying on his side..breathing normally.. heart rate seems normal. But was not reacting to anything. It was like he was dead but wasn't. I touched near his eye, and no reaction.. and pinched his toes with no pain reaction.
I even tried the bottle but he didn't react to it at all.
So I took him with me to the rescue this morning and showed the owner.. she said she thinks he broke his back or something and that he was going to die... but she WOULDN'T take him to the vet!!
I was flaming mad... but I had 3+ hours of cleaning to do.. so I put him in with a nursing mom we have, just until I could finish cleaning and then figure something out.
By the time I was done cleaning, and went back to get him.. he was running ( sorta stumbling) around!
He is now back at home with me.. at my feet, biting my toes.. scurrying around.
What could have happened here? I swear I thought he was going to die..