I got these fish from a young man who guessed their measurements at 9 inches and 6 inches. When I arrived it was clear to me that the container I brought wouldn’t hold what is actually a 12 inch fish and a 9 inch fish. His mother went outside and emptied a 5 gallon bucket so I could take them home. When the water was poured in and the fish added I saw an issue. The water was way too warm for goldfish, around 85 degrees instead of 68 to 75 max. Being that warm meant it didn’t have nearly as much oxygen as needed for the 5 min drive home. There’s gonna be trouble.
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I’m still here. I’m sort of withdrawn, closed up, not really doing much outside of dealing with the kittens and therapy.
I met my new medical doctor today. I like him. He had me laughing when he described himself as pasty and ‘pigment deficient’. I told him not to worry, its okay. Poor thing, it’s no true. He’s not going to be okay. I’ve never seen the likes of it. …. anyway…. The guy is hilarious but he’s also very kind. When getting blood work done he stayed with me.
I think mostly I’m irritated with the world for hormonal reasons. Give me a couple of days and I’ll no longer want to hang total strangers on a meat hook or run them over with my car for cutting me off in traffic. I so gotta get this under control.
Its hard when a kitten dies. I take it hard. My supervisor asked if I wanted her to come and stay with Blossom and wait out the inevitable but I said no. No way did I want to pass her off, so I held her. Soup said it could take up to two hours for her to die, it took half the day.
This little one I call Blossom was here maybe 3 days ago but was returned because she fell behind again. Her 5 litter mates are twice her size, stronger, faster and squeeze her out so she’s back being bottle fed.
I call the kitten Blossom because she has made huge strides to overcome her odds. She’s got a great determination to thrive so we’re going to do the best we can to support this spirit of hers. Continue reading ‘Aww, it’ll be okay little one’
The little premature kittens born on the 6th have been able to join a healthy litter with a nursing mother. The new mother had 4 healthy babies and has accepted the premature orphans. It’s a wonderful thing to see one cat pick up and take on motherhood when another cat wasn’t able to. Nature is a beautiful thing. The new mother lifted the babies into her box, cleaned and suckled them as her own. It was wonderful.
Tomorrow afternoon I’ll begin to foster a 6 year old Yorkie named Felicity. She was one of 90 Yorkshire Terriers removed from a puppy mill in Missouri in 2009. She’s come a long way since then. When she was first removed she was in terrible condition but she’s a survivor, a wonderful girl about to spend time with me.
I woke today with Mary Jane at my feet. It was good to see her there. Despite the fact that this is the second night in a row I’ve awakened screaming I still just got up and started moving as if the night wasn’t horrible. I don’t know, I just felt good is all, I’m sure the change in weather has something to do with it. Man I love spring!