Piseag's
Story |
|||||||||||||||||||||
| Back to Guardian Angels | |||||||||||||||||||||
Piseag is very lucky to be alive, and it's only down to the quick thinking of a lady living on the island of Mull that he is! She had been watching a cat in her garden, saw it drop something and run away. That 'something' was a very small newborn kitten. Luckily she had watched all the Animal Hospital and Pet Rescue programmes, so, knowing she couldn't get the kitten over to us until the ferries started to run again the next day, she set to work trying to keep the wee soul alive overnight. She managed to get him to take a drop of half strength evaporated milk, kept him warm, and took care of his toilet needs by stroking his rear end with some warm and moist cotton wool. What made this more difficult than ever was the fact that this little thing was obviously premature - he had no fur around his nose and on his feet, couldn't suck very well, and weighed exactly one ounce! Orphan kittens are difficult enough to rear, and the mother often leaves them knowing something is wrong (in the wild it's the survival of the fittest), and premature kittens rarely survive as they are not fully developed. |
|||||||||||||||||||||
![]() |
|||||||||||||||||||||
| This is Piseag when he was 12 hours old. I have small hands! | |||||||||||||||||||||
| Well, he survived that night, and made it over the next day. That night I put him with a mother cat who was already nursing kittens. Smothering him with butter which, when the new mother licked off, got her smell onto him, she seemed to accept the new addition to her family. However, disaster struck during that night when she took him down into the run and left him on the icy concrete floor, which is where I found him in the morning. He was silent and cold and I thought he was dead until he made a very feeble mew when I picked him up.For quickness sake I shoved him down my bra to warm him up, but as he seemed to turn into a big cold spider as he gradually came back to life, I put him in a small electric plant propagator, and this was his home for the next few weeks! | |||||||||||||||||||||
![]() |
|||||||||||||||||||||
| You can see wee Piseag in his propagator. Teddy Tiger can't believe his eyes! | |||||||||||||||||||||
| During the next few weeks, with the relentless 2 hourly feeding going on, Piseag gradually got bigger and eventually didn't need the heat any more. During this time he was found to have a broken back leg, and, with the help of a vet on the internet who emailed me pictures of how to make a splint and put it on, he was soon getting about like a normal kitten. When he was 5 weeks old he developed cat 'flu and lost another of his 9 lives, but survived this, too. | |||||||||||||||||||||
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
|||||||||||||||||||
| Dinner time! | With his wee splint. | Little and large (Teddy Tiger and Piseag) | |||||||||||||||||||
| Piseag (Gaelic for 'kitten') is now an adult and still lives with us here. After all, I'm his Mummy and I couldn't give him away, could I! Like many hand-reared kittens, sometimes he can be a real pain in the backside. Some of the mischief he gets up to is unbelievable! | |||||||||||||||||||||
![]() |
|||||||||||||||||||||
Piseag
today |
|||||||||||||||||||||
| Back to Guardian Angels | |||||||||||||||||||||