Charlie the Kitten and Braveheart are Back!!
Yesterday (Wednesday) I posted in the 🏡 Homestead Blog Hop 399 🏠 about our little kitten guys and their terrible experience with the flea spray. It was horrible.
ICYMI, read about what happened here
In a nutshell, our two kittens were poisoned. We honestly did not know if they would pull through or not, especially Charlie. He’s so small that the chemicals just overwhelmed his system.
For two days straight he could not run and play. He flopped over when he tried to walk, and had absolutely no muscle tone whatsoever. He could not even hold his head up. Adam said it was like a newborn baby, and it really was.
Little Charlie would bury his face between my legs and sleep for hours. His eyes stayed clouded over, and our hearts were breaking for him.
Little Blackie (newly named Braveheart by me) had similar symptoms, but not quite as severe. Neither could walk at first without flopping right over, and they acted as if their skin was crawling, and afterwards just had no energy or muscle tone.
This flea spray, by the way, is what caused the problem. We’d tried several products from the vet before I resorted to try this. Never again.
As Time Passed
I’d hoped sleeping it off the first night would allow the toxins to pass through, and Braveheart seemed a lot better by the next day, enough so that I felt ok leaving him home.
I didn’t trust Charlie home for hours though, so I brought him with me while I worked on laundry/tasks for my parents. He turned out to be a sweet therapy kitten, since he’d just snuggle in my dad’s lap and sleep. This was sweet but not at all normal for our lively little boy.
We kept up the activated charcoal powder mixed in Sheba food three times a day, and that would instantly give him some spunk back. I knew he was in there somewhere, but hoped the neurological symptoms would not be permanent. Another of my blogging friends related to me how her cats suffered a similar trauma with a flea dip and how one had permanent damage. The vets I talked to really couldn’t do more than I was doing, so we didn’t take them in.
So after two days of nothing but flopping and sleeping, suddenly on Wednesday evening, after some Sheba and charcoal, both kittens started charging around playing and didn’t stop! It seemed to happen when I brought Charlie back home, when he reunited with Braveheart. It was like they missed each other and they energized each other! At one point the two just looked at each other, and somehow in their kitty language communicated, “charge the door!” when I opened it. We went from sedated to blitzing the door crack in a flash.
After that, I see no evidence of lasting issues, Praise the Lord! They race around climbing the walls, chasing tails, and leaping through the air! Stinker, their mama, joins right in, and it’s back to chaos around here again.
I will happily take chaos over a sickly calm! a kitten is meant to play!
I will say, though, that I did enjoy all of the snuggles!
*As a side note, you may wonder why I mentioned using Activated Charcoal. If you’re not familiar with using charcoal as a remedy, especially for toxins and sicknesses, you can learn more in these blog posts. Activated charcoal, in bulk powder and tablets is a remedy I would never be without on our homestead, in our car, or anywhere, really.