Guess who has finally made it past 300grams. Dustmite Dustin the Tiny Grey Guy, that’s who! I haven’t weighed yet for today, yesterday he was 315grams.
He’s always been fairly opinionated but he’s gotten quite a bit more expressive over the past week. Think the enema he had really helped oddly enough. They said he didn’t really feel constipated, but he was much more active the following day.
He’s on medication for Coccidia, he’s eating so much better lately, and he’s playful and silly. Everything you want a kitten to be.
Keeping an eye on his breathing and behavior a lot. A grade four heart murmur isn’t something to measure around with, but a lot of kittens do grow out of them. (Heck, Kiwi managed to grow out of hers!) Without going to specialty, there isn’t much more I can pursue for his medical care. We’ll just have to see what the future has in store.
He likes to sleep in my bed now and when I’m at my desk he makes his way across the room to curl up in the little dog bed next to me.
I scheduled mom and his four siblings for their spay and neuter appointments. Everyone else is right around that 2lb mark so I gotta get them ready to leave. Dustmite can tag along with me and Kiwi a while longer, he’s making progress.
Some weeks ago I was shocked this little guy was still alive. I’m so glad I get to keep making updates that he’s proved me wrong yet another week.
I’m hopeful that someday this Dustmite will be a proper cat.