A Foster's Story
Volunteers are overjoyed when our cats find homes and when we hear from adopters that they are happy with their kittens and cats. Before kitties go to an adoption centre they are cared for by foster parents. We could not do it without them. Sometimes, life is tough, especially for tiny kittens. Here is one of those stories, written by foster mom, Margaret.
In Memory of Kensington: May 1/2018-Jan 14/2019
Kensington came to me with his four siblings Jameson, Greyson, Seraphina and Eva Marie. They were found on Kensington Street in Hamilton.
Kensington, unfortunately, had a bad heart murmur so he could not go up for adoption and became my long term foster. He was nicknamed Green Guy here since he used to wear the green band around his neck when he was small. He was at home here and I couldn’t see him going to any other foster home.
Then came along Angel, the Siamese foster kitten found on the side of the road. She was very sick but survived and Kensington was happy to take her under his paw once she was stronger and old enough to explore. He loved the company and loved her especially since all his siblings were gone. He taught her how to explore.
We waited awhile for Kensington to get neutered but once he was, he became a different cat. He no longer ran around to play and chase the laser pointer. He just sat back and watched. His heart murmur had gotten worse. I went away in November for a week and was told he wasn’t eating much. Maybe it was because he had been missing me? I came back to a skinny cat but then he started eating again and I tried to fatten him up, but he wasn’t putting it back on. He seemed so frail. I even took him to see Santa.
While still having freedom of the house he started to wobble and lose control of his bowels and kidneys. I had to then place him in a tent in our living room so he could still be with us but close to a litter box. I took him to Foxcreek Animal Hospital where he was given medication and heart pills.
After a week he wasn’t doing much better so I took him back to see Dr. Sandha. After much agonizing, we realized it was time to euthanize Kensington as he was so sick and there was no hope he could get better. But, while I was petting Kensington while he was lying on the table and Dr. Sandha gave him a pet too, Kensington started to purr and rolled over on his back for more love and pets. I had been standing with my left hand and arm on the table in front of me.
While I was trying to hold back my tears, Kensington came and cuddled between my body and arm as if he knew and wanted to comfort me. It was then that Dr Sandha just couldn’t do it and decided to keep him to see if any more could be done to help Kensington.
Dr. Sandha went back into see him on Sunday night and he was resting comfortably. During the night my sweet Kensington crossed over the rainbow bridge. When they arrived Monday morning he was gone. His heart just gave out. Rest In Peace Kensington. You will always have a piece of my heart. ❤️
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