So far the new job has been a roaring success. My first night was a late finish, but late finishes are all okay when its for a caesarian...and this was a cat caeasarian at that, which just never happens. Cats usually don't have that silly little dome-shaped head (sorry pom-lovers), that is so foolishly designed that there's little likelyhood it could pop on out without assistance.
This poor little mumma cat was only 7 months old herself...the kittens are just so cute...and there is nothing that brings a team together at work, like a caesarian. We had 4 little kittens to resuscitate, so its all hands on deck, as the cute little slimey things come out pretty quick and get handed over to anyone who is free to help. You then have clean them up like the mumma cat would, get all the gunk out of their mouths and rub them all over to stimulate breathing, and sometimes it takes 15minutes of vigorous rubbing and lots of 'look, i think we've lost this one', 'no, don't give up, he's still got a chance'. There is also this great techniquet to get the fluid out of their airways, where you hold the slipperly little puppy/kitten head down and briskly swing it down and backwards. Just about everyone has stories about slippery puppies flying out on the back swing and hitting the clinic wall behind...s'ok, this time we held onto all of them! So in all we had 4 kittens...all pictured here feeding well. She's a good mum for a first timer.
In the photo you may be able to see the tenacious little ginger boy, initially he wasn't so keen on feeding, but he's now making up for lost time. He's so securely latched onto his preferred nipple, with some sort of super-kitten suction method. He's been found squished under her chest a few times, where she's probably attempted to move, and he's just held onto that nipple for all he's worth...I see a great future for that little guy!
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