Living at Little Grey's grace
No pun intended, but you might rightly rub your eyes at this image and say what???
This is the kitten I found when I went in one of my searches for Little Grey's (ref. last post) kittens. Sadly I haven't found any of Grey's kittens but I heard this little girl cry out for help when I went looking again Friday morning. I heard her a little further down the road from the dumpsters and instantly ran towards the noise I heard. I soon discovered her lying in the side of the road and I was horrified at the state of her eyes. Where there used to be eyes there was just two huge "mud-cakes." She is just about three weeks old and she was very bony. She had for sure been lost from her mom for some days. How she'd made it on her own remains a mystery.
There was nothing I dared do with the state of her eyes so off to the vet I went. Whilst I waited for my turn, the veterinary nurse came with a vet tissue and confidently lifted the "cake" to reveal an unbelievable amount of puss. Even when the eyes themselves were revealed it was just two little wholes full of puss. It looked just horrible. Then the vet had a go - first flushing the dry mass and then using a thin tweezer gently pulling off the mass in little pieces. At last it was possible to flush the small remains of eyes. It appeared that the left eye might be ok but it was more questionable with the right eye.
She was very dehydrated and needed tube-feeding with an extra nutricious food, so we agreed that she would stay at the vet for the first 24 hours. The day after the state of her eyes looked more promising and she was eating well - so I brought her back home.
24 hours later
Just back home - and her beautiful tiny eyes are revealed. As you can see it's very red but we're working on it around the clock - giving her regular washes and antibiotic eye-cream. She's also having oral drops of antibiotics for a sniffle - and she is having loads of rich food. It no longer needs to be put down her throat - she kind of suckles the "nipple-tube" very eagerly and she of course looks a complete mess afterwards. Then we have a great big clean and then she is ready to play.
48 hours later.
She didn't sleep easily the first day - it seemed she was very anxious of being abandoned. Whenever she fell asleep she would wake up very easily and would kind of need reassurance that we were right there. Then she would nod off again.
- and again 48 hours later
Today she is relaxed, goofy and playful - and she has got the cutest personality ever. Aren't you ready for your heart to be scooped up in a cup over these images?!!
I named her Cookie and I believe she lives at the grace of Little Grey.
I will always think of Cookie having survived because of Little Grey. Had it not been for her loss I would not have gone on the outlook for kittens and there is no way Cookie would have survived.