And I thought the weekend was stressful

When I called this blog “Adventures in Cat Fostering” I had NO idea. Or maybe I cursed myself.

While doing Oprah’s intake, Nicole asked me if she was spayed. “Of course she’s …” oh crap. Nothing on her paperwork about being spayed and she was sick the whole time she was in the shelter. Nobody does “elective” surgery when the cats are sick. “I’ll check with Nalini.” Nope, not spayed. She confirmed that Oprah had been sick, so no surgery. Thinking about some things I’d noticed, and putting two and two together … “Uh, I think we better get Dr. Amanda to see if she’s pregnant.”

And the damn stick is blue.

Ok, they don’t really use a pregnancy test on cats. Dr. Amanda could feel some lumps. And they determined that she already has milk. At least two kittens, maybe just a week until they’re born. That may sound exciting, but it turns out she doesn’t just have a run-of-the-mill URI. She has the dreaded calici virus. That’s why she was so resistant to being force fed yesterday; she has sores all over her mouth.  If Oprah is still sick when the kittens are born, that’s really bad. Catastrophic, even. She has a high chance of passing the virus to them and they likely won’t survive it. So the next week or two is going to be tense. I haven’t helped at a kitten birthing since I was a kid. And, thanks to the internet, now I’ve seen many of the things that can go wrong.

The good news is that she ate — quite a bit — at the vet’s. So hopefully we’re over that hump. And she seems to be resting easier, so maybe she can get some much needed sleep.

Now I have to get her a selection of nesting boxes. I’ll have to clean the room — repeatedly — to try and destroy as much of the virus as I can. And hope and pray that the antibiotic does it’s magic and makes her better before they’re born.

Morning update: She ate a bit at bedtime and was eating when I left this morning. I have to “prime the pump” (squirt some food into her mouth) but then she starts on her own. She really, really wants to eat, but between a stuffed up nose and those damn sores in her mouth, she has a hard time forcing herself.

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About Adventures in Cat Fostering

I am a cat fosterer for Toronto Cat Rescue. I also have two cats of my own, Jonesy, the black and white, and Murphy, the brown tabby, in the photo. Both were adopted from Toronto Cat Rescue.
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7 Responses to And I thought the weekend was stressful

  1. niasunset says:

    But she will be fine… I am so glad to hear today’s news. My best wishes for you all. Thanks and Love, nia

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  2. Oh… poor sweet cat :\ I hope she heals before her kittens come. Sounds pretty intense at your house!

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  3. Wow, poor kitty! Glad to hear she’s a bit better and it sounds like she’s in great hands!

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  4. Katie says:

    This requires prayer. We will be thinking about you, Oprah and the kittens at this time.

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