The two promises that could not be

Hi @hivepets Community I return here very happy to be able to post again after having been very sick with cobit and with the consequences of the disease and checking my cloud, They honestly made me feel very nostalgic. Previously, I talked about the first kitten that appears at the beginning of the post. Her name was London, it was a kitten that they brought me home and I panicked because she even had her umbilical cord on and the second kitten His name is Pascal I haven't talked about him and I'm going to talk about both in this post.

I contextualize I have three cats that I love with all my heart. They are indoor cats and therefore the care of these cats is 24 by 24. I have to be aware of giving them water and food so that they do not get hot or cold, It is exhausting and honestly sometimes it surpasses me. Since they totally depend on me, they are completely innocent beings who do not know how to defend themselves outdoors, for that reason I am very careful with them and I have dedicated myself body and soul to research, to ask doctors, specialists at watch everything on YouTube and inform me in all ways How to raise a cat correctly so when my neighbor showed up with London the little kitty with the umbilical cord I still said Oh my God what have you done?!

He tells me that he was passing by the cliffs that are close to the house in the Urbanization where I live and he saw the kitten alone. It was a matter of minutes before a dog would destroy her or some other animal would eat her or she would fall off the cliff. and the only idea that occurred to him was to bring it to me.

He promised me that he would take her to a man who had many cats and that some of these cats would nurse her but I don't trust him and I told him I'm going with you and just as I suspected when we arrived at the man's house He said no, none of them had lactating cats at this time and we looked for them in other houses and none of the cats wanted to be a foster mother for the kitten. I got home and like crazy I started looking on YouTube for how to feed her I found a homemade formula and it and i fed her that day while getting kitten baby formula or baby formula.

Sooner rather than later my michis got used to the squeals of London and a specialist told me that the first 20 days were crucial if She survived more than 20 days the chances of survival were exponentially great during all that time I couldn't help but become attached to her I had to give her food every two or three hours I had to take care of her temperature I had to clean her After I gave her the bottle because she would get all wet and she would get very angry she had I had to keep her dry, watch out for her to pee and poop And you have to do that, you do that by stimulating her year and tummy. I fell in love with her in a way that I had never felt in my life for any other living being so fragile that I could fit in the palm of my hand.

Everything was going excellently For me she looked happy she was having tantrums she was looking to scratch me and at 11 days she opened her eyes that is wonderful this already started to grow a lot of hair I was super excited But on the 16th what is my surprise when opening the crib where I had her, she was very faint, she was very weak, she couldn't lift her neck, I took her, I gave her serum, I was monitoring her.

When the vet arrived he told me there is nothing to do he is dying I told him why Why if he was perfectly fine and he explained to me that kittens usually die from kidney failure there is nothing that can replace their mother's milk and she was a kitten no more than one or two days old.

I was completely devastated I stayed with her until her last breath it's incredible but she said goodbye to me and Pascal's case is not very different.

Approximately two weeks after London's death when suddenly a cat runs out of my plants and I hear something squealing a sound I approach and see to my horror that it is a newborn baby kitten. I started to monitor him immediately I left my gate open I didn't touch him I didn't go near him or anything that might alter his scent hoping his mother would come looking for him my theory is that his mom was moving the kittens which is something mothers do every so often after they have their young in this case street cats.

I took him with all the love in the world the next day when he woke up and began to scream dead and desperate from hunger I repeated everything I had done with London I gave him the formula I monitored him and gave him food every 3 hours I placed him in a crib a bit more airy and tried to avoid the mistakes I felt my heart had made with London.

This kitten Perhaps because he was a male he looked much stronger much more resistant than the London and I said he is going to make it he is going to make it he is going to make it I gave him a lot of love my cats were delighted with him or mine was quite calm affectionate I tried I tried with all my soul and my heart that he lacked absolutely nothing unfortunately I couldn't help but also fall in love with him.

But on the 11th To my surprise and trauma I am going to take it from the crib and I find it identical identical to the super weak oven decayed And I said Oh no my God This can't be happening to me again no my God no he no he came to open one eye did not open both eyes I told my pirate and I gave him serum I called the specialist and he told me that it was the same situation as with London that all that was left was to be there with him and I stayed with him until his last breath I am here it makes me cry just remembering it..

As all male cats are much more affectionate with us human women and he was very sweet his way of saying goodbye he told me something like I want I'm sleepy mom that's what I felt these what I'm telling you are situations that I would not want repeat in my life they were incredibly painful and yet I have the consolation that they were loved cared for protected with all the strength of my heart and with all the resources and with all the means they were not abandoned in the street they did not die in the mouth of a dog or a trash can did not end up in the trash I know they are little angels who went to heaven from the kittens... but I miss them so much.

Thanks for reading me 💕

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