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About two weeks ago I got 3 very cute kittens whose mom quit letting them nurse. I bottle fed them every three or four hours and they gained well. They were so cute. My biggest Chance was 13 ounces, Champ was 11 and Chewy was 10. I did everything I was supposed to do keeping them separated, feeding and helping them pee and poop. After about a week they began wanting to eat the food I offered and of course made a little mess but that food covered their little faces made my heart melt.
Then about four days ago they started crying wanting out to play from the laundry room and would climb the gate and jump over it to get to the kitchen. So I shut all the doors and moved the gate to my kitchen door and gave them more room. They were using the litter boxes well so the next day I allowed them the run of my down stairs by this time they were all about a pound a piece and doing well. A few hours later Chewy was following me around and playing. I didnt see Chance or Champ so I started looking under my chairs and couch. I found Chance sleeping under my couch. Still couldnt find Champ.
I moved some pillows and there was his little lifeless body. I tried blowing in his face and rubbing his belly but it didnt do no good. He was gone. My first thought was I or someone else stepped on him. But there was no sign of injury. The pillows wasnt heavy and he could have gotten out of them easy. If I just started looking for them a little earlier.
He was my little fighter and that is why I called him Champ. I would pick him up and he would start boxing. And give little meows. He was so cute. He was solid gray with a little white on his paws and like his nose and mouth was dipped in white. Its breaking my heart that he is gone. I only had him 2 weeks but he captured my heart. Today makes three days that he has been gone and its hard. What did I do wrong so I wont make the same mistake with others when I foster?
Then about four days ago they started crying wanting out to play from the laundry room and would climb the gate and jump over it to get to the kitchen. So I shut all the doors and moved the gate to my kitchen door and gave them more room. They were using the litter boxes well so the next day I allowed them the run of my down stairs by this time they were all about a pound a piece and doing well. A few hours later Chewy was following me around and playing. I didnt see Chance or Champ so I started looking under my chairs and couch. I found Chance sleeping under my couch. Still couldnt find Champ.
I moved some pillows and there was his little lifeless body. I tried blowing in his face and rubbing his belly but it didnt do no good. He was gone. My first thought was I or someone else stepped on him. But there was no sign of injury. The pillows wasnt heavy and he could have gotten out of them easy. If I just started looking for them a little earlier.
He was my little fighter and that is why I called him Champ. I would pick him up and he would start boxing. And give little meows. He was so cute. He was solid gray with a little white on his paws and like his nose and mouth was dipped in white. Its breaking my heart that he is gone. I only had him 2 weeks but he captured my heart. Today makes three days that he has been gone and its hard. What did I do wrong so I wont make the same mistake with others when I foster?
