Toby came to us on November 13th. The people who surrendered him called me and said they had a kitten they found on the beach and couldn't keep him, so I agreed to take him in. When they opened the carrier and I first say him, my breath caught in my throat. He was supposedly 3 1/2 months old but looked like he was only 6 weeks! His medium-length fur was matted and dingy, and his third eyelids were halfway up, signaling to me that this was one very sick kitten.
I questioned the people who brought him and they said they'd had him for 2 1/2 months, that he was very healthy aside fromt he fact that he didn't use the litterbox and didn't drink enough water. I couldn't believe they let a kitten get this sickly and rushed him to the vet as soon as I could. It turned out he had a severe infection racing through his body and only weighed a single pound! He was given fluids and placed on antibiotics. His prognosis was uncertain but we remained hopeful that he would make it.
When I found him lying motionless in his cage on Black Friday morning, November 26th, my heart broke. It is never easy losing a rescue kitty, especially such a tiny, innocent kitten. I knew Toby was very sick and that his chances were slim, but I tried to remain optimistic. I'm sorry I failed you Toby. Please know that you were loved for those few days we had the pleasure of knowing you. RIP sweet baby Toby. 8/9/10- 11/26/10
So sorry to hear about Toby.. poor little kitten. I do fostering for a cat rescue in NY and it is so hard to lose them. I wish we could save them all. :( At least he died in a warm home feeling the love.
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