I was cleaning up the kitchen. The kittens had just finished their mid morning meal. The can make such a mess!
Amber comes in and flops onto the recliner. Then we a cry. She jumps out of the chair, turns the chair over and starts screaming.
I picked one of the kittens up and wrapped it in a blanket. It died a few seconds later.
The other kitten that was under the chair was not walking all that good.
I called my girlfriend that works at the vets office and asked her if she could dispose of the body. They could.
I got dressed. I grabbed my bundle, Amber grabbed the other kitten and we headed out the door.
All I could do was pray. "Lord please let gabby live and give me the words to say to Amber."
Amber could do nothing but scream and cry.
We finally get to the vets office. The vets gave the kitten a once over and she was fine. The vets tried to calm Amber and it worked a little bit.
Amber is so shaken, and is still crying. Amber keeps saying that all she can see is the poor kittens limp little body laying there.
Rusty is like just get over it. I guess when you have taken a human life, killing a kitten is nothing. So Rusty is not being sympathetic.
To Amber this is a big deal.
I wish my shrink would answer his phone. I would say "I had no idea what to do. I wrapped the kitten up in a quilt, and I held him as he died. I tried to calm Amber down. We even got the other one checked out and she is fine. How do I get that vision out of Ambers head. Amber has never killed anything before and this is really breaking her up. What else can I do to help my daughter?"
Time marches on and I need to go cook dinner.