Not again...

At the risk of this blog turning into the "Robyn Files", I am going to talk about Robyn again, and post more pix of her.

She is a mess. She has some serious poop issues, and has it all over herself, from the middle back. Belly, tail, legs, butt. I gave her a bath at 3:30, and when I got home at 7:30, she was all poopie again. I feel so bad for her. I know her little rear is sore. She screams when I try to clean her up, but I have to try. She has some diaper rash starting. I am going to try to get her a vet appointment in the morning. I put some ointment on her, but I am worried she will just lick it off, and it is really not for ingesting! She seemed to settle down finally after about half an hour. I hope there is enough on her to give her some relief. I did see her poop, and it was way more formed than it has been, so that's good. I found a jar of probiotics in my car, so I added that to the food. Maybe that's helping. I hope something does.

The good news is, everyone is gaining weight, even Robyn. Sully and Reuben were playing hard tonight, taking turns playing catzilla, standing up on their hind legs, front paws up in the air, pouncing on each other. They looked like a bad japanese movie. Natalie was getting into it too,but the boys were pretty focused on themselves to include her.

I am heading to bed now, and I am gonna keep my fingers crossed that Robyn is better in the morning.

The day after

Well, everyone seems to be back on track. Everyone has gained weight, everyone is eating, no more eye goop. I am still a little concerned about Robyn. She eats like there is no tomorrow, and doesn't play like the rest of them. Of course, how can she, with that belly! I weighed her while she was eating, and she was at 1.11 7/8 lb. After she finished eating and drinking, she climbed up on the scale on her own, and she was at 1.12 3/4! Holy smokes!

They are on antibiotics for 8 more days, and panacur, a dewormer, for 3 more days. They hate it. They squirm and fight to get away when they know what's coming. At least they forget quickly. As long as I pick 'em up again and give them some love, all is forgiven.

I promise to take more photos tomorrow!

Better!

Well, everyone still seems to be doing better today. I will check weights tonight, see if we are gaining again.

On the other hand, Bentley had to take a trip to the vet today. It seems he ate a piece of my CPAP...Again. This time it caused some problems. He did eventually "pass" it, but again, we were cleaning poop up off the floor! It never seems to end! I am happy to report that he is fine now. He is eating and drinking, and we will see later tonight or tomorrow if everything is passing.

Speaking of Bentley and kittens, he is so interested in them he can hardly stand it. He walks in the room, and his tail is waggin' like crazy. He is very tentative, and very sweet with them. Robyn follows him around, and rubs on his legs, which he doesn't know what to do about. He keeps picking up his feet as she rubs on him. None of them are afraid of him. It's

Vet Trip

Well, when I went to get Noah to take him to the vet, I had 4 more goopy eyed or sneezing kittens! I ended up taking them all in. Poor vet. She was a little overwhelmed, but she was very good at getting them all looked at. They all got antibiotics, and will all be wormed again, since most have very loose stools, and someone has been vomiting. Hopefully that will take care of it! Especially poor Robyn. On a happy note, after 1 dose of antibiotics, the elephants are romping again. It obviously has started working already!

Trip to the vet for Noah

Noah is still lethargic this morning, so I made him a vet appointment at 3:00 this afternoon. Everyone else seems to be OK, although Sully has some buggery goop in his eyes. I have some antibiotic ointment for his eyes if that continues. Still some soft stool in there. Some of it was even in the litter box. I think I need to add a box. They don't like to use it unless it's "fresh" and I can't just sit there with the scooper in hand all day, waiting to clean up after each use!

It's funny to see the kittens reaction to Bentley. Bentley is about a year and a half, and he wants to play with the itty bitties so bad. He will lay on his side at the door, and lick the gap under the doorway. The kittens are no longer afraid of him. He sticks his head in very tentatively at first, and when the hissing stops, he will walk right in, and they will walk right up to him and check him out. It's good they are not afraid, because if they run, he will chase.

If we don't pull the door to the kitty room tight, it won't latch. Bishop is always trying to get in the kitty room, and one time we left the house, and the door was evidentially not latched. I think Bishop broke 'em out. (The photo is Bishop playing mommy to Mimi and Minnie.) We have a baby gate at the bottom of the stairs, so Bentley was not able to go up stairs. Of course, it doesn't keep the babies from going down stairs. I came home and everything seemed fine...then I saw a small pile of poop in the dining room floor. I was puzzled, as our cats are very well trained to the litter boxes. Then I heard a sneeze. I looked up about that time, and here comes a kitten out from under the sofa! Well, I grabbed him up, along with the others, and took 'em back to their room. I was a little freaked out, but now I am less worried that Bentley would cause them any harm.

Itty Bitties

This is my current group of itty bitties. Only 2 are related. That would be Noah and Natalie. Of course there is Robyn. Robyn has had some poop issues. Poor little thing had a butt like a faucet with a steady drip. She is better now, but still the loose stools, and she is not the only one now. I spoke too soon about this group being healthy. They seemed to be until today. Everyone but Sullivan is losing weight. Noah seemed lethargic, and had a little fever. I gave him some subQ fluids. Another thing you learn with babies...they get sick fast, but they also get better fast. I learned to give fluids because the faster you catch a dehydrated kitten, the better chance you have to get him well. He hardly notice I stuck him. Usually kittens scream like you are killing them when you do it, but Noah was good. Natalie treated me with a loose stinky plopper while I was in there getting weights. Sullivan climbed all over me like I am a kitty condo, and Reuben was attacking everyone. That's what he does.

June and July

These guys are my just past, and current group. The just past group are all either adopted, or still on view at the shelter. They would be as follows: Mary Lou, Floyd, Spats, Yoshi, Missy and Robyn. Current group is Robyn again, (yes, same kitten) Sullivan, Reuben, Natalie and Noah. I believe the photos are in order.

Looks like I can only load 5 at a time, so the next post will have the current group. Anyway, Missy was older than the others, and Robyn younger. Obviously not all from the same litter. They did pretty well together, and were gentle with Robyn.

Missy was much less socialized, and was quite scared. I called her "Hissy, Pissy, Missy. She would hiss at me whenever I picked her up. She never tried to bite or scratch, but would kinda roll up in a ball, like an isopod, or pill bug, rolly-polly...whatever you called then as a kid. I would scratch behind her ears, and under her chin. She tolerated it, but I can't say she was happy about it. She liked to look out the window. She would uncurl, stretch out her neck, and look around. Finally one day I had a break through. I had set her on my lap, and was just stroking her...and a miracle happened! She purred! I felt like I should have kept her for another week or so, but I had to go out of town on an emergency, and she was past due to go back.

Mary Lou and Floyd I named after my mom's cousin and his wife. Floyd came to me with that name, and I could not help myself. The only other Floyd I knew was Floyd the barber from the Andy Griffith Show. Just didn't fit. He was a real sweet boy. Loved to sit on my lap. Come to think of it, they all did.

Spats is a beautiful cat. She and Mary Lou are Manx cats. They were born with no tail at all. Spats got her name from Joy, because of her 4 white feet that look like shoes. Yoshi is sort of a Manx. He has about a quarter tail. He was undoubtedly the cat in this group with the most personality. Then Floyd. Floyd looks a lot like Mary Lou, but he has a tail.

Joy's sister adopted Yoshi and Spats. Last I heard is they just can't get enough lap time. How perfect is that?