Day 3 and 4, Lil Misster Kitty looked like death warmed over. He hadn’t eaten for 4 days, and I had to beg him to drink water. He has lost weight only like I dream about, and is now skin and bones. He also seems to be running a continual fever, which is probably why he’s staying under the house.
Yesterday, after coaxing him out from under the house, he drank a little water, lapped up a little raw egg, and lay down with me in the grass. The other kits each took a turn sniffing him out, and I watched in horror as Romeo shrunk back, almost in distaste, at his smell….much like death.
I talked to him for an hour, just petting him, and kissing his nose, and then it occurred to me…duh…. to say a prayer on his behalf.
I asked Yeshuah to heal him. To take whatever was stuck in his little body and push it on through, thinking it must be a lodged bone or something. I continued to cuddle him, slowly stroking him, and kissing his little face whenever he looked up at me. But man, did he stink. He smelled like a dead animal, and I continually had to wash my hands and face each time I coaxed him out from under the house to love on him and try and get him to drink water.
He used to be a fat little shit, like all my well fed kits, but in just 4 days he’s all bone. I really didn’t think he’d made it this morning, when I looked under the house in the spot he had been lying in for 4 days, and he wasn’t there. I thought, like dogs, they like to crawl away and hide to die, so I was a bit upset when he wasn’t there. I called for 2 hours, all around the house, around the neighbors, and still no Misster Kitty.
I came back in the house to get a cup of coffee and … vwaalaa… he jumps in through the window. He sits for a second, then heads to the food bowls and eats about 3 pieces of cat food… and I am ecstatic! Once again, I crack open a raw, farm fresh, free reign chicken egg, and he laps it up.
His fur looks clean and even a bit fluffy, although he still smells a bit, but his eyes are still red and watery. He doesn’t have a fever anymore, though, and he jumped up into my lap, like he always does, for his morning loving!
I really thought as of yesterday, he was a gonner. But, Yeshuah answered my prayer, crazy as it was, but I know he loves all His creatures, and this little creature was loved by me. And well, I’ve always known Yeshuah loves me, ever since I was about 5 and sang it in church.
Thank you Yeshuah, once again, You were there for me, and it makes me smile that You would heal a little pain in the ass, just for me! lol
Thus the end of the Misster Kitty saga!
Have a great blessed day, all, I’m back to finishing up my second book, so talk to you all soon…. :)