Im still kinda a mess, but I figure now is a good a time as any. So Andrew didn't eat on Sunday night or monday morning. Nor was he interested in food on monday night. I was getting concerned but I knew I was bringing them into the shelter today for their check up anyway, so I didn't do much more than force some more food into him. Monday morning his stomach felt like he had eaten, just not when I was around, but by monday night he seemed weak. Tuesday morning he seemed very weak and thin. He was having a hard time holding his head upright... just seemed to tilt to one side. I fed him, and he decided he wanted to jump down. I put him on the ground and he toddled off to the litter box. He seemed a little drunk. So I quickly medicated everyone except him and ran down to the shelter. They didn't like the way he was acting either so I left his sisters there while I took him to the vet. We had to wait a while, and Andrew decided to go to sleep.. and didn't I start to panic.. I kept telling him that he could not die. After loosing his sister I didn't think I could handle it. The vet took a look at him and thought it might be lukemia, but thought it was a little late for it to be showing up. They started thinking it might just be an inner ear thing, and started tossing around the word treatment. I was starting to hope, when someone from the shelter called to tell them that his sisters tested positive, and pretty much that was that. I broke down in the vets office. I hugged andrew tight and eventually let him back into the carrier and back to the shelter we went. Kirsten gave me a big hug when I got there, and I broke down all over again. I know this was an emotional moment, but I didn't want to make the shelter workers feel any worse than they already did.

Andrew's sisters were still there in the carrier, so I put him back in with them and gave them all one last cuddle and hug and kissed their tummies before leaving. Im not quite sure how I got myself out of there. Nor how I got home. I guess a lot of avoiding my feelings and denial.

Since the kits lived with the kittens, there is a chance they were infected. I need to keep them for six more weeks incase, which is the incubation period. *prays they weren't.. I have no idea how Id survive loosing them all*

posted by ~*Connie*~ at 10:14 PM ~

posted by ~*Connie*~ at 9:58 PM ~

the kittens are gone. They tested positive for lukemia. More later when Im not such a wrek

posted by ~*Connie*~ at 1:29 PM ~

Ive got a kitten on my shoulder *grin* the three tiger kits "escaped" out of the kitten room tonight. Galatea tried to climb into the oven tonight.. guess she liked the smell of our dinner. Andrew decided he wanted to sit with me. he was on my lap for a while, but quickly climbed up onto my shoulder. I pulled him off and cuddled him a little, but he climbed right back up there. and I think this is the most adorable thing any kitten has done so far..

posted by ~*Connie*~ at 8:39 PM ~

Andrew didn't eat last night either. I forced some more food down him. Wasn't interested this morning either. Was weezing up a storm. I piled him on the couch with some other kittens and went to exercise. I figured Id take him in the bathroom with me when I took a shower cause I take REALLY hot showers and they create a lot of steam... so I went and got him, and he seemed to not be weezing so much, but away we went anyway. He wanted to sit on the shower's edge and see what I was doing. He was amazed.. that I would voluntarily get into water.. When I got out he was purring like a fool.. sounded better, so hopefully that did him some good. I'll check in on them a little later... and if he sounds better I wont worry so much. They are going in tomorrow for their first round of shots and what not.

Last night we were watching tv in bed, and EVERYONE was in the bed.. they were being as adorably evil as kittenly possible. You probably dont understand just how evil these kitties are. they are cute yes. but Ive had cute kittens before. These guys have kittenie wiles.. and they use them to their full advantage. Now we want to keep bugsy, scooter AND melvin.

help me

posted by ~*Connie*~ at 1:56 PM ~

I woke up at three am last night/this morning. when I got back into bed bugsy was sitting there waiting for me. I picked him up and cuddled him to my chin. He just sat there and purred. Then melvin and scooter joined the cuddle fest. it was so sweet. Then of course the morning time came and the bed once again became a giant cat toy.. *rolls eyes*

the elders except scooter have ear mites. Im doing my best to keep their ears clean, but the mites make dirt faster than I can clean it - or so it seams - and the kittens really don't like it. I can't blame them. I remember when I was little and my mom would clean out my ears, I hated it. Looks like they have worn themselves out again. *looks around for izzy* ok. .if she's behind me, where's bugsy.. *looks under monitor* hey.. there he is.. on the back of the table. they wre running around like fools this morning. I swore one of them was just about to climb the curtians.

Andrew aka snotboy didn't eat this morning. Just sat in my arms shivering. I forced a little something into him,and he ate it, which is good.. I think I should check on him again and if he hasn't eaten on his own make up some formula for him. *crosses fingers*

posted by ~*Connie*~ at 2:00 PM ~