For you that read our unexpected arrivals we had Saturday night. Knows our cat Lucky had 5 kittens total but only one survived. I really think she had them to early she didn't even have milk yet. Well, one of them kept hanging on and was eating from a bottle. Eric named her/him Miracle. We was really hoping she would hang on but knew it would probable be slim to none with as small as she was.
Last night I slept in the living room knowing I would have to get up with Miracle every two hours. I had a crate set up in here with a heating pad in it to keep her warm. About 3:30 she was pretty active and eating quite good. Then about 5:15 I heard her make her tiny little weak squeak she has been making since she was born. So I got up thinking was ready to eat again. Heated the bottle up and went to the cage, to find the news we hated to hear. Our Miracle had passed away. I picked her up still warm and petted her tiny little body. Laid her back in her cage and went and woke Eric. We both cried like a coupld of babies, only a day old we had gotten so attached to this little one. James got up this morning and looked at the empty cage and then looked at me. Mommy where is the kitty? I picked him up and explained she went to heaven with her brothers and sisters. He asked why and I explained she was just to tiny and weak to hang on. I said you need to be nice to Lucky because she is sad. He went over to Lucky who was laying on the floor and pet her and said "Lucky it is okay on Tuesday I will buy you two more babies" I about started crying all over again.
Here are the last pictures I had taken of our Miracle.