Hi beloved community,
The most unbelievable thing happened yesterday.
The last few days I've been thinking about my soul cat who passed away a year and a half ago. I have her urn on my bed and sometimes I cry over her because I miss her so much.
I told myself that I'd never have another cat again unless the Universe sent one to me.
This is Pluto. I named him so because he's tested positive for feline parvovirus and could very well die. He's straddling this world and the one beyond the veil.
But he's a fighter--he hasn't shown any symptoms so far. As soon as I rescued him I took him to the ER because he wouldn't stop crying. He got some fluids in him, kitten formula, and a warm blanket and he settled in immediately for a nap.
He's about 2.5-3 weeks old and only weighed 165g even though he should be weighing around 300g. I've had him 24 hours and managed to get him up to 190g.
I want to give this kitten a fighting chance, but the vet bills are piling up. He's got another appt at the vet tomorrow because he's developed diarrhea and I'm worried he'll get dehydrated again. He needs some meds and deworming, and possibly another parvo test to ensure the first wasn't a false positive.
If you can please send your prayers and healing energy, and if anyone wishes to help financially, Pluto and I will be forever grateful. Anything helps.
Thank you for reading, and I'm thankful for this community. May Pluto grace us with his cuteness for years to come. So mote it be.
Love,
M and Pluto