I found Mouse today, laying in one of the cat beds. It appears that someone smushed him in his sleep. Mouse was one of Cinammon's kittens, part of the rescue group. He would have been 10 weeks old on Thursday. I wanted to break down and cry right there because one of the other Queens came over and started licking him, as if trying to wake him.
He's with his brother now, in a better place.
He's with his brother now, in a better place.