Hi everyone… my name is Honeysuckle. 🌼🐾
I’m a mama to seven tiny babies, and until recently, I was doing everything a mama is supposed to do. My kittens are only three weeks old, and they need me for everything. I keep them warm, feed their little tummies, and make sure they know their mama is always close.
But then something happened.
I started feeling terribly sick. My tummy hurt, I couldn’t keep my food down, and I felt so weak that even caring for my babies became difficult.
I tried to keep going. I have seven little mouths depending on me. But I just couldn’t do it anymore.
I tried my very best to tell my foster mama that something was wrong. Really wrong. And thankfully, she listened.
Off to the vet we went, all eight of us! My babies were too little to leave me, so they came along too.
I got some medicine, and we went home. I thought maybe I’d start feeling better, but I didn’t. I was still so nauseous, so tired, and nursing seven hungry kittens was taking every little bit of strength I had left.
My foster mama had to take over feeding my babies with tiny bottles while I tried to rest.
It broke my heart that I couldn’t be the mama they needed me to be. 💔
And then I had to go back to the vet. Again and again.
Four visits in just five days. Bloodwork, X-rays, examinations… everyone was trying so hard to figure out why I was so sick.
The X-rays showed fluid and gas building up inside me, and the vets are worried that my uterus might be infected. They called it pyometra, and it can be very dangerous.
I’ve lost almost 40% of my body weight. I’m so thin, so weak, and so very tired.
Now I’m waiting for an emergency spay that could save my life.
I’m scared. I don’t understand why my body has suddenly stopped working the way it should. And I don’t understand why I can’t just curl up with my babies and make everything okay again.
But I know they’re waiting for me.
Seven tiny kittens who still need their mama’s warmth, her milk, and her love. My foster mama is doing everything she can for them, but I want so badly to be strong enough to care for them myself again.
Pet Patrol is doing everything possible to help me, but all these veterinary visits, tests, medications, and emergency surgery are expensive.
Could you please help me get better?
I don’t need anything fancy. I don’t need toys or treats or a big, beautiful bed.
I just want my tummy to stop hurting. I want to feel strong again.
And more than anything, I want to go back to being a mama to my seven little babies. 🌼🤍
With all the hope I have left,
Honeysuckle 🐾