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Popeye's
'Tail'
Popeye came to Muffin's, on Feb, 21, 1989, when he was one week
old. This tiny orphaned kitten, with his umbilical cord still
attached, was found in a paper bag in a garbage can. He was
screaming non stop for his mother to feed him. Jude and Norm made an
incubator for him. A heating pad was placed in a cat carrier
simulating 102 degree temperature from his mother's body. Popeye was
bottle feed every four hours round the clock. After every meal, his
little bottom was stimulated with a wet, warm cotton ball making him
defecate. Petchin, our rescued Siamese cat, cleaned him after each
feeding BUT she wouldn't let him suckle on her. Instead he suckled
and snuggled into Muffin, his 'mom'. He bonded and connected
with Muffin immediately! Popeye had a veracious appetite and we
had to add regular Gerber and Beechnut baby cereal to his KMR milk.
When he was about four weeks of age, we began introducing Popeye to Stage
One Turkey Baby food. He loved it and the pabulum-like milk.
When he was five to six weeks old he began eating with our five other
adult kitties, Siam, Tiger, KayCee and Petchin. Popeye was tested
and given a clean bill of health. He made himself right at home,
cuddling, romping and teaching Muffin how to eat her food and how to play
fetch. Popeye is a very good teacher. He taught us about
bottle feeding an orphaned kitten. We still see the side effects of
his not having a mom. The lack of proper nurturing and teachings
from his mom, is the origin of Popeye's biting. For years Popeye
used to drag his favorite little blanky and suckle on
it! Today, April 25, 2004 Popeye eats, runs in the hallway, has his meals in bed, and continues to nag when he wants a healing. I follow his lead. He's still teaching...Thank God! Muffin's resident cats
today! They were all rescued. |