This very small kitten was brought to me by one of my friends, Joelle, a vet. She told me that she had done everything a vet could do, but that she had been weaned way too early and was dying with a tummy full of worms.
We spent the night together, my friend, the kitten and me, in my living room on the couch, under an infra-red light for warmth for the kitten. Joelle force-fed her every so often and every time the kitten went downhill, I dosed her, again and again... We must have fallen asleep during the night sometime, and woke up with Joelle still holding the force-feeding syringe and me with my tube of homeopathy in hand. We looked anxiously at the kitten who was now sleeping peacefully...
We spent all Sunday doing exactly the same thing and by now, the kitten was starting to look better, more lively, starting to eat by herself... On Sunday evening, she took the kitten back to vet clinic and by the end of the week, the kitten was ready to go back to her owners.
Joelle never saw them as patients again except for the vaccines but as the family lived in the neighborhood, saw that cat every day, growing bigger and stronger by the day until much larger and stronger than most cats, he became the local bully. He was beautiful and he lived until he was 16!
(photos are taken from the internet and do not represent my patient)
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