A FurSon. See, there is this stray cat outside my apartment and long story short, she was scared, I befriended her and discovered she was very pregnant. We started taking care of her and she ended up giving birth on my door step the night before I was going to find a rescue to take her to [we're on the second story and the first two kittens were an inch and her tail away from falling down to the first >.<]. She had six =] They were all born 12-3:30 am on the 22nd.

They were all healthy, even the one who was born not only huge but breech and who gave me quite the scare. Progress time 36-40 hours... The kittens have fleas and Number Six [the runt, named after an alice nine. song] was weak and lethargic. We ran to the store and got baby milk and a bottle and I now have a son. By use of a Dawn bath, I've killed all his fleas and all but maybe one or two? of his siblings! It's an on-going battle. His siblings are HUGE in comparison and healthy as can be. Mama, who I named Rreow for the way we met and the fact that that is exactly what she said] is healthy and doing very well.
We're going to be posting flyers next week at a couple of senior mobile home parks whose managers said their residents were lonely and searching for kitty companions. If no one can foster them by the time they start getting more active, we might have to drive them out of town to a rescue. We only have a shelter here that told us they'd be euthanized.

As for my boy, he's making me sympathize with mothers. I cared for my first adopted kids when I was 10-12 years old, baby birds [doves, sparrows, black birds, and partially hand-raising cockatiels] so I'm sort of used to doing this. In the spring one year, I had a new baby bird one or twice a week [they all were picked up by street sweeper drivers and had fallen pretty great heights, none of those ones ever survived through the night >.<] but this every two hour, sterilizing, washing this washing that, waking to his crying thing is crazy XD
Rewarding, but tiring. He was weak and dehydrated when we took him away, couldn't even lift his head and at one point I think he stopped breathing. We kept working with him and his dehydration is gone and I think he finally gained 1/3 ounce today! [Normal gain is a half ounce] Thank god for my mother. She's spent $30 in the last 4 days on a kitten we're not even supposed to have or keep and most of it was stuff I didn't even ASK for.
Six is stuck indoors with my family as his own source of care. I can't return him to mom. His siblings are twice his size and his nursing response isn't strong enough to compete with them knocking him off. Not to mention that it wouldn't take many fleas to cause anemia for him. I don't think he ever fed off of her which means he doesn't have her immune system. All of our cats [except the newest but that's another story] have had their shots and aren't sick so hopefully there won't be anything contracted between them and Six. He sleeps in a makeshift bed between mine and my niece's beds in our room. The cats are curious but they are exceptionally well-mannered for cats. He's got a heating pad and a little stuffed animal cat that's about his size that he can cuddle with [and often does].
He's doing pretty well so far but it's an on-going battle not to overfeed him and such and the bottles and syringes and eyedroppers like to act up.

My baby.

My niece and the baby.

Rreow and kittens at a day old.

If anyone has any tips and tricks and advice for me, please let me know. I'll take anything and everything I can get =]
I want this little boy to live.

Gotta go. Picking something up for our dinner and then I need to feed him.. again.

I am not a number, I am a free cat!

this may be a bit late but when i worked in an animal shelter i had to look after new born kittens. I had to try and milk the mother not a easy task when momma is feral. also what I used to do is get a little piece of cooked meat like chicken and blend it with the milk for the runt of the litter. or for any of the others that were struggling it just gives them a better chance.

Hope it helps

Thanks for the advice~ It's actually a good thing I didn't try anything like that [I've read the strained chicken thing before] because I've recently found out that he has a cleft palate so it might have caused problems if I had.

He's 18 days today? and doing great!

ahh I see, glad to hear he is doing good ^^.

With the Cleft palate how big is the hole, I had a new born kitten with one but sadly he died about 3 weeks later. but then got another chance, I asked the vet advice and he said that best way is to tube feed the kitten and she survived.

Hope this helps and update with more photos ^^

ahh I see, glad to hear he is doing good ^^.

With the Cleft palate how big is the hole, I had a new born kitten with one but sadly he died about 3 weeks later. but then got another chance, I asked the vet advice and he said that best way is to tube feed the kitten and she survived.

Hope this helps and update with more photos ^^

Six is 29 days today! [A month and a day]
He's doing a great despite a minor mishap with some water and choking today. He's running, kissing, and coming to you when you run. He loves interacting with our other cats and sleeping on shoulders and against necks. We're just barely starting litter box training. His bowels are still being really irritating and it's possible he's got worms or something since his mom was a stray. He's still behind but he's catching up, he's about 7 1/2 oz today which is the weight of a good sized newborn at 1 week haha. Considering he was born at just barely 2oz, that means he's almost quadrupled his weight [considering his only been gaining since he was two weeks, that's right on track!].

I has pictures.

He was born June 22nd.

June 28th
July 5th
July 7th
Half-asleep, July 8th
23 days, July 17th. My niece's hand.
This is his sister in my niece's hands a day after the pic above it for size comparison.
Video of him from today running to my niece and kissing her.

As you can see, he's doing really well =]

My little sister and brother are flying in tomorrow [literally today] so I won't be checking here much, you know how to find me.

Yep~ We might change it later.

This is why we call him Number Six.

Update!

My baby is 9 weeks on Tuesday! All his siblings have found homes, we're just pressured with finding his mom a home now. He's happy and healthy and rambunctious. He's becoming the household menace. We love hiiim. My mom keeps bringing him home toys... sometimes they're from the infant human section haha. He owns two baby blankets and LOVES them. He pulls them up to cover himself and curls up with them haha. I keep threatening I'm going to buy him a collar with a little bell so I can keep track of him.

He's not weaned yet. I'm wary to feed him wet food because of cleft palate and the dry keeps scratching the hole so he gets angry with it. He's just got to learn to do it right. I guess his weight at a little between 1 and 2 lbs, but he can't fit the kitchen scale anymore and our floor scale isn't very exact. He refuses to sleep in his box so he now sleeps with any awake person or me or my mom who won't squish him [We both wake up constantly to check on him and are naturally very aware of little things like him when we sleep]. He uses his litter box all by himself and half the time we don't even need to take him to it, although he does have some mishaps on a spot on the floor that another cat had peed [freaking Gizmo >.<]

He's fearless and not afraid of our bigger cats at all [even though they like to play rough]. He's currently trying to figure out how to use the cat door! It only leads to the balcony, not really outside.

Picture time!

My baby at 5 1/2 weeks with pneumonia.
Day before he turned 7 weeks with moose and blanket one!
Nah, he's not happy and comfortable. 5 hours until he was 7 weeks old.
Sleepin' with mama. 8 weeks, 2 days.

Size comparison time!
This was at 6 weeks old. Our biggest cat Jaspurr.
6 Weeks with my Cassia. I was feeding him by syringe.

And time for the biggest size comparison of all time.
Six with his bean-pillow at 11 days old.
Six at 55 days old on his bean-pillow.
The angle of the second makes him look slightly bigger but still.