Hey everyone,
Thanks for your time. I’m new here and to the world of fostering.
March 13th, three newborn kittens (with their umbilical cords intact) were dropped off at my place of work and I knew I just had to help them.
A week and a half after getting them, I’ve lost the smallest one, Percy, and my world shattered. Because of this, I think I’ve become a little bit paranoid.
The two I still have are Calli, my girl, and Atlas, the boy.
Calli started off the biggest one and around four days ago, her weight started to stagnate. 3/27/18, she was 6.65oz; 3/28/18, she was 7.35oz; 3/29/18, she was 7.35oz again. Since then, she’s been at a constant 7.95oz. I’ve weighed her every day at every feeding since.
She’s been so fussy when she eats like she’s fighting the bottle, scratching absolutely anything she can get her claws on. She chews instead of suckling and I feel like I have to wrestle her to stop moving and drink just a tiny bit. They were consistently eating 12ml, now she’s down to 6ml if we don’t wrestle with her.
She’s pooped in their enclosure two days in a row now (has form, solid, yellow, but quite soft/by no means watery) and she’s dehydrated.
I just returned from the grocery store while writing this. I bought some Pedialyte and I just gave her 0.5ml.
Outside of her eating habits, she hasn’t changed very much. Her eyes are completely open, she’s very active, doesn’t sleep away from Atlas, still walking around getting into trouble.
Please help me. Since Percy passed, I keep thinking Calli will have to go through the same thing her sister did.