Life is about to get rather insane. All my choosing…you may need to remind me of that over the next month.
Goose went to another foster home this evening so he has another playmate to hang with until he gets adopted. He was not very happy being by himself so this will be fun for him. I heard from the other foster that her kitten brought Goose his favorite toy to look at already, so I think it will be a good pair.
And I am getting four 10 week old kittens Thursday. Their names (given by their first foster) are Sergio, Julieta, Carlos, and Camila. They look adorable and I can’t wait to meet them. They are just going to be hanging with me until their surgeries in about 4-5 weeks, and I will work on their adoption prospects.
Bucky gets his brace on Friday…that will be an adventure. And with his brace, once he is acclimated to it, he can get more exercise, and they gave him new exercises to do once he has the brace at his PT appointment today. He’s doing so well with the treadmill that they are going to shoot for having him walk 10 minutes straight next week. (He did three sessions of 4 minutes each today…no sweat.)
If none of that sounds super crazy, here is the crazy part. I am getting three 10 day old kittens who need to be bottle fed. They arrive Friday afternoon. Bottle feeding needs to be done every 2-3 hours at this age, and hopefully that will be more like every 3-4 hours within a week or so. I haven’t ever bottle fed, but I’ve wanted to for a long time. Now that my pet sitting schedule is very light I can actually do it, though I suspect sleep will be elusive for a couple weeks. This is also a dangerous stage for kittens, and not all of them may make it, but I will do my best. A calico, a ginger and white, and a black and white from what I can tell from the photo. Found outside by a good Samaritan who has gotten them started on bottle feeding, so they have already accepted the bottle which is the hardest part. She is continuing with them a couple days until we get Bucky situated with his brace. I’m a little intimidated but looking forward to learning more. I’ve read about bottle feeding, done a tiny amount, and have studied it, but doing it is a whole other thing. Remind me to breathe as needed.
Crazy days ahead, but Marley has promised to help, and we’ll make it through. I said no to a large administrative role in the rescue recently, and Marley thinks this is far more sensible and do-able, so I’m going with that. Stay tuned.