Ok, so Jersey Jill is not a member of TDK, but she’s my sister so it’s an honorary thing.
Jill has been fostering for quite a while, and with a grandbaby on the way, mentioned that this foster kitten may be the last, at least for now.
“She was born in a barn. Her 4 brothers were much bigger at about 4 weeks. She would get into the litter box but couldn’t get out. She was the last to the food. She was showing early signs of cerebellum hyperplasia. Her head was growing but not her body. We were giving her sub q fluids for several weeks. One day she would be good then for several days she would be on her side. We had been saying goodbye for over a week and each morning she would be sitting up waiting for me. Tried to keep hope she would survive. Yesterday and last night she didn’t respond at all. I had to make a tough decision this morning. Tonight she sent me a rainbow.”
After all the storms on Saturday, a rainbow appeared. I saw the same rainbow.
Her name was Nora. She was a pretty tabby kitten. Run and play with the kitten pack, Nora.
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That night I dreamed of a lot of cats. Wee kittens and full grown cats living in a field. Jill was trying to save the babies and I was caring for the grown ups. Most lived but a few did not, including a tiny tabby.