Flat Chested Kitten Diary of a trial I*Love*You Chester Chance

16th August 2005 - 22 days of age

Chester is geting worse and those gained 5 gr from this night, he lost again. He is now again at 189 gr. He does not seem to compensate this supplement in order to gain weight anymore. Meanwhile he does not nurse anymore either. His siblings nurse all the time but Chester turns away. Even though I put him at a free tittie to nurse he does not want to. He leaves that place and cuddles up next to mummies face.

His breathing is yet quicker again and every breath seems to cost him a lot of strength. I took off his chest support because I do not want to tie him up but there is not slightest improvement.

I manage to give him 0,5 ml supplement of his „power drink“ but then he turns his head away. I put him back into the nest. He starts choking and wants to vomite so I take him up again. By changing his body position this cramp seems to relax and he stopps choking. I cuddle him all the time. I feel so endlessly helpless because I fail to help him and this hurts to much.

I have read many times that the critical phasis is until they are three weeks and Chester is three weeks now. We have gone so far and now it seems we have reached the border of what can be done.

It is really is so hard to let him go but every try to keep him would be only cruel. I have decided to take him to my vet this afternoon. This might be his last trip unless a miracle will happen.

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Chester has died

Before I could go to the vets with Chester his body temperature dropped. He was colder than his siblings when I took him out of his nest. He hardly moved anymore. His eyes closed, Chester seemes to be under way to the rainbow brigde. I put him into my arms and he stayed there calmly. His breathing was very slow. I cuddled him and talked softly to him and as he would hear me he opened his eyes for the one last time and looked at me. My heart was breaking. Some seconds later he opened his little mouth and gasped for breath two times. Then he passed away. Chester’s heart had stopped beating.

Good Bye, little Chester,

Your angles guide you to the rainbow bridge and once you have passed it you will be a healthy little chap again. Please forgive me, that I could not heal you but only be with you for three weeks. I was not able to help you so that you could have stayed for longer.

I am so endlessly sad that I lost you forever.

I will never forget you.

Barbara Hickmann

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