A year ago I rescued two runty, malnourished, sick kittens, and I just thought I'd share some pictures of them from the time that I got brought them home to when I gave them to my grandma. The tabby cat, Tammy, is my fave; she was so much like a puppy and followed me around everywhere! And the spotty one is George. He could barely use his back legs when I got him and was incredibly weak. He ended up being a lot bigger than Tammy though. They both had bad eye problems.
The day I brought them home:
A day or two later; wanting OUT! NOW!
Tammy hangin' on to her bottle for all she was worth! (A few days later).
Tiny George in Dad's big pocket.
Inside my shoes! They actually didn't mind it at all. (This is about two weeks after I got them).
Quite a long time later; Tammy sleeping in the food and water bowls. It was her favorite place to sleep, besides in the litter box. LOL
Silly ole George sleeping. He had passed Tammy up in size at this point. For a long time he was smaller and thinner. Now she wasn't able to whoop his butt so easily!
My brother did this...and they just let him, and they didn't move! I handled them so much that you could hold them upside down like a baby, and they would just sit there on their backs like little ladies waiting for their pedacures while I clipped their nails. Now they aren't really like that anymore though because my grandparents treat them like they are cats instead of puppies. Ha ha. This is the day before I had to give them away.
I surrender!! The day before I gave them away. I had a really hard time for a few days after; I kept waking up in the middle of the night to give them their vet stuff and feed them!