Thank you for taking such good care of him and the others.

You are handling it as well as can be expected. You did your best for the little one. The others are there, and my what a gang, and they love you too.

The outside group is quite large, I hope your efforts to find them homes find quick success.

Life. I am s grateful for you.

Glad to hear DU support has been helpful, and that these other little guys are bringing comfort!

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He continued to go downhill with his neurological condition (flopping walk, dilated pupil on one side, apparent blindness) and the vets were pretty sure he wasn't even very aware of anything. He'd stopped eating and pooping for a day and as we prepared for his next neurologist visit, I was pretty sure we would be getting "the quality-of-life talk." I broke down crying that morning but as a "hail mary", I gave him a homeopathic remedy (I know, I know) after which he went to sleep. When I went to get him ready for his appointment, he pooped and urinated all over the hallway and was walking around normally, which he hadn't done in months. I had never been so happy cleaning up poop! We had him for a few more months, walking okay and interacting, even playing again, eating and doing his business just fine till the morning I found him totally paralyzed. It's heart-wrenching to get these "extensions" but I don't think the little fellows mind getting a little more joy out of life. It's a gift you gave, hard-won and precious despite its cruel brevity. Peace to you.

I believe that his mom did indeed sense something was wrong, which is why she abandoned him initially. This is common in nature. Whether it was an infection or a genetic defect, Mom knew what was up. So, God gave him a new mom for a time and you showered him with love and affection. Who could ask for anything more?

Now you are processing grief as any mother would. When the pain subsides, and it will, Tudor will occupy a permanent home in a chamber of your heart (and ours, too!). That brief flash of bright light and life has immortalized Tudor! Your love is now perpetuated in the lives of ALL of us (hundreds of friends), all because of your heroic effort and Tudor's magical life! What a gift! What a legacy! What a blessing!

I can not take away your pain unfortunately. But this grief is a byproduct of your love and Tudor's spirit. The grief will pass, but the mark you left on my heart and many others will remain and remind all of us of your boundless love and of Tudor's magical life for a long time to come.

Take heart, Siwsan. What is trauma today will soon become a lasting legacy of love and a priceless and living memento for Tudor's Magical Life!

Many, many blessings to you!

You speak for me.

Siswan keep doing what you do and thank you for sharing their lives and yours with us.

They need and depend on you and show daily how very effective you have been and will continue to be in giving them the opportunity to live and flourish. Even Tudor received a miraculous week of love that he would never have had otherwise. I consider that quite a success, even if not the full life we all would have wanted for him. Fate stepped in, but you still gave him those precious, wonderful moments.

Focus on those warm little beings around you jostling for your attention and by doing so, forego any second-guessing. They are daily reminders that you have and will continue to succeed with them.

I'm glad that Tudor is at rest nearby. A sweet little guardian angel overseeing all around.

a two way street. Take care and bask in the love of the kitties.

to see if there was a Siwsan message. You and your kittens give such joy to all of us. Tiny Tudor is resting nearby and his short life was full of cuddles, play, good food, and love 💕. I will miss him but am happy you are once again with us and the kitten “tales” will continue.

The little tabby at the top of the photo seems to be much smaller than the others??

At the upper right is a grey kitty eating from a bowl. Is that a black kitty sharing the bowl, or just a shadow?

Are these one litter, or, more than one?

Nice shoes!!!

But please know that your grief and sorrow are shared by all here. And, know also, how much joy and love and laughter and delight you share wuth us as we join you in your amazng journey. Tiny, magnificent little Tudor, and all your little ones,, are in our hearts as well.

Do not be surprised if you find Tudor nestled on your neck, or see him romping. Huggggggs to you, and skritches for all your babies.

...& you did everything you could for Tudor. You gave him the best chance at life, far more than he would have had all alone, you were there for him & gave him love & care, but as I learned fostering kittens, sometimes that's not enough.

You, & Tudor, & all the other kittens who depend on you, are in our thoughts.

because of you. And because of you, his little spirit stays right there with his hoomom and siblings forever. That's not a failure. Poor little baby's body wasn't meant for this life. Most likely, nothing you could have done would have changed that. But you did all you could to make his short visit the best it could be.

I am so very sorry. I missed this yesterday. I am positive there was nothing you could do without even knowing what happened yet. I wish there was some way to help you get over this. Your constant care of these kitties is so impressive and so respected that I am completely comfortable knowing the little guy went knowing he was totally loved and was important.

Loving kindness is never a failure

We all got to go eventually. He had a good life while he was with you.

You are a loving, empathetic and compassionate caregiver. You gave Tudor a little more time to be the kitten you had hoped would grow into a healthy adult cat. You gave him that joy.

We are all grieving with you and understand the pain of loss. Take care of the rest of the clowder- they need your loving care.

for the kittens, never forget you bring a lot of joy into our lives, too. We share your grief, but we also await the joy your future posts will bring.

that you are second guessing everything that you did. I would be the same way. It's a way of wishing that we could change the outcome after the fact, even though we know that it's not possible. That's part of grieving, of dealing with the acceptance of something that we don't want to accept. Been there, with people and with pets. A grief counselor helped me to see that it's a normal stage in grieving.

You not only give love and care to the ferals, but also have the gift of sharing them with us in ways that make us love them, too. And that is why we share in your grief. We love them, too, and love what you do for them.

Wishing you the peace that comes with knowing that he was loved.

A good friend of mine had a kitten "fail to thrive" like that too, and the kitten died on his lap.
That really hurt him and me, a lot.

There are times kittens just don't quite make it, and it's so sad.