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I am worried, as the form I need to fill out prior to the appointment asks whether she's ever bitten anyone, I don't think she's bitten, but she has scratched her vet. I've got meds, to help keep her sleepy and calm during the 3-ish hour drive and the appointment, fingers crossed they do the trick.

We finally have an appointment to see someone at A&M next Wednesday. At this appointment, I will find out the actual cost of surgery (just the surgery), prognosis, etc. This info is important, as there are groups that I might be able to get assistance from, but I need that before I can apply.

I had 4 female cats in the house, so was hopeful someone would take over mama duties... I was out of luck there, which means she was never really properly socialized, so not a good adoption prospect... but let's be honest, fractious, as her vet records say, attitude or not, I wanted to keep her.

I loaded up on kitty formula, got some syringes and bottles, a little basket to serve as her bed for the time being, and we went home. This was my 2nd attempt at bottle feeding a kitten, and happily this time I was successful at raising her.

Mama walked by a couple times while I watched, completely ignoring the baby, so I decided it was time to act. I lined a box with a towel, carefully put baby in it, and went to the only place that might still be open (it was after 10pm) and have the supplies I needed - walmart.

I knew one of the females had recently given birth (I had been trying, and did eventually TNR her, but obviously, it coulda been done quicker), and while I had seen a slimmer mama cat, had not yet seen the babies. Well, there was a baby, best guess was 2 weeks old, lying in the wet grass.

On a rainy night in late March 2018, I went outside to check on my fury of feral felines (I chose the word fury as a collective term, but it works). The patriarch of the group clearly had something he wanted to show me, and while I was not thrilled about trudging around in the mud, I followed him.

They don’t want me to take regular readings with a pulse ox as I don’t think mine will fit around her tail, and even if it would, I am not shaving her tail on the regular. I need to count her breaths for the next few nights to get a baseline and then later when/if she seems to be struggling.

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The patch they shaved on her chest goes from under one arm to about halfway up the other side, she also has about 1 1/2 inch patches shaved in each of her front legs, and they shaved a ring around her tail. The ring around her tail seems to have been for a pulse oximeter.

Picture of Fifi's chest, showing the shaved patch

I was trying to get a picture that shows how the color varies in her fur, as the individual strands appear to be three different colors and not just different colored hairs… but the Monsterbaby did not want to cooperate.

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