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I Am Thunder – Hear Me Roar

Posted by LOTGK on October 10, 2007

The Story Of Thunder

Thunder was the runt of the litter and was abandoned by the mother just several days into it’s young life. We decided to have pity on the kitten and took it home. It did not have any hair yet, was only several inches long, and by the looks of it, wouldn’t last the night. But it did, and we took it to the vet that day. More bad news. The vet said that the kitten would probably not survive being abandoned so early and that we should leave the kitten with him and he would put it out of it’s misery. We didn’t like that option, so we asked him what we could do to help this kitten survive.

At this, the vet seemed to open up a little and gave us half a dozen non-needle syringes and some mothers pet milk plus a slimy food supplement that came in a toothpaste type container.

The vet told us to feed the kitten 6 times per day using the syringe and force the milk slowly into the kittens mouth. He told us to keep the kitten warm and for us to call him in a week if the kitten survived that long.

We took the cat home and introduced her to our other cat, Storm, a big male cat who up to this time, had the run of the house. One look at the little rat we were carrying and Storm wanted a piece of it right away. We would have to keep them separated. We named the kitten Thunder. Now we had two cats, Thunder and Storm. Get it?…

Well, we got an old blanket and a box and fixed Thunder a little bed. We took turns getting up in the middle of the night to feed it and change the blanket when necessary. At first, the kitten would barely take any milk, fighting us all the way. Several days later however, the kitten started to come around and took to the pet milk. It even began to grow fir and actually meowed for the first time.

A week later, the vet was astounded when he saw the kitten and told us to continue what we were doing but to start adding the food supplement he gave us.

A month later, Thunder had all her hair, was eating from the food dish, along with still receiving the pet milk and the food supplement and after several tense days of introductions to our male cat Storm, they now both rule the house.

Thunder is now full grown, 5 years old, and weighs a whopping 5 pounds, one ounce. After all, it was the runt of the litter but more than likely got the last meow in life with it’s siblings.

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One Response to “I Am Thunder – Hear Me Roar”

  1. He is cute. My Mickey cat is a black and white tuxedo cat. He talks a lot.

    Hey, put a video of your pets on your blog for all to see.


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