I got a phone call tonight telling me that one of my ex foster kittens has died - this is the second one this year, I hope it isn't a sign of the way the year is going to be.
The first one was one of last years kittens, we got his sex mixed up, so I can't remember what they ended up calling him. He was sadly run over on New Year's Day - his mum was sadly run over last year, about a month after she went back to her owners. The irony is that the lady lives in a park with a massive back garden, and he went the opposite way that day - he was 9 months old.
The second one was the last of the year before's kittens, she was the only one of the litter to survive, her brothers became ill when I went on holiday. She sadly went at the vets while they were doing what they could to save her - they suspect a cardiac problem which she could have had from birth. She was a gorgeous kitten, and her owner had only sent me pics at Christmas to show me how she had changed, she would have been 18 months old. Am afraid to say i cried down the phone at her poor owner, especially when she thanked me for letting her have her, I just wish she could have had longer with her.
Both have said that in time, they will come back to me for another cat, as did the people who lost a cat they adopted from me last year, so at least another cat will be able to get the love that they had.
RIP little ones, taken so young.
The first one was one of last years kittens, we got his sex mixed up, so I can't remember what they ended up calling him. He was sadly run over on New Year's Day - his mum was sadly run over last year, about a month after she went back to her owners. The irony is that the lady lives in a park with a massive back garden, and he went the opposite way that day - he was 9 months old.
The second one was the last of the year before's kittens, she was the only one of the litter to survive, her brothers became ill when I went on holiday. She sadly went at the vets while they were doing what they could to save her - they suspect a cardiac problem which she could have had from birth. She was a gorgeous kitten, and her owner had only sent me pics at Christmas to show me how she had changed, she would have been 18 months old. Am afraid to say i cried down the phone at her poor owner, especially when she thanked me for letting her have her, I just wish she could have had longer with her.
Both have said that in time, they will come back to me for another cat, as did the people who lost a cat they adopted from me last year, so at least another cat will be able to get the love that they had.
RIP little ones, taken so young.
