The adventures of raising Kittonies and working in the veterinary world!

Kitten Litter of 2013 April 21, 2013

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So, I was very excited about getting on board with this season’s new babies (when am I not?). This year is especially difficult due to the very few foster homes available, so I felt it was important that I get on the bandwagon sooner, rather than later. I received an e-mail about a group of feral females living behind a house in a not-so-nice  and rather noisy area of downtown. The owners of the house and the caregivers to these girls found a litter of ~5 week old kittens living in the colony’s “home”, which was basically a huge pile of leaves, tree branches, and large pieces of trash (old tables, TV’s, etc). It wasn’t ideal, but it was safe and surrounded on two sides by fencing. The area was so full of loud cars, screaming children, and loud adults, which had me thinking that socializing to noises would be a breeze. The e-mail and pictures suggested that these kittens allowed human contact and seemed like they had the potential to be adopted out to good homes.  I thought, “Okay, this won’t be so bad!” Silly me.

Needless to say, I’ve never had to raise kittens from a feral colony before. I usually get my kids when they are a few weeks younger from hoarding situations or those that are affectionate, have already been caught, and kept inside by a good Samaritan. This was a new experience and I always say that I learn something new from every litter I take in. This year’s lesson is already promising to be a tough one.

So, I met another volunteer (who is working to TNR the adults) at the location and we went kitten hunting! I found a pair of babies within the first 10 minutes and used a trail of canned food to coax them towards me. The buff orange kitten got up and ran off, but the blue-pointed fluffball stood up and followed the food without much hesitation. I didn’t expect it to be so easy to scruff the little guy and put him in a carrier. We spent another 1 1/2 hours trying to catch the others with no luck. I’d figure I’d come back for the rest in the next few days until I was able to catch them all. I was oh so naive.

The first night

The first night

I brought the one male home and set him up in my kitten bathroom. He was cautious at first, but he warmed up quicker than I had hoped! Within an hour, I had him purring and asking to be rubbed. I was able to give him his first dose of dewormer and do a decent exam on him (which, he seemed thin, but rather healthy). This got me thinking that as long as I could get my hands on his siblings soon, that this process would be simple. The next day, I was able to give him a bath** to wash away the fleas that I could. He cried most of the first two nights because he was alone, which didn’t aid in my sleep, but as I always say, it’s worth it. It did, however, prove that he was quite the social butterfly.


Cooper meets a new friend. Notice the kitten’s raised tail in greeting. No fear!

Within 24 hours, he was head-butting, purring, and absolutely adoring all the attention!  The  next day, he took a field trip to my family’s 36 acres and to the large camper my parents’ are living in for the time being (its where we go every weekend to see the progress of the new house). My sister brought him since I was pet-sitting elsewhere and before I could get there, they had let him have free reign of the camper, including access to the Greyhound and Pomeranian. I panicked, thinking he was going to get eaten or be terrified. That was pointless, because the little fearless bugger was running around like none of it was new or scary. He was dashing right up the dogs I was caring for (and brought with me) and began to nose them and play with their feet! This little baby was surely something else and he was going to need a big name to match his big personality.



I took him to work with me the following week (everybody always gets excited to meet my new kittens) for socialization to noises and constant stranger handling. Everybody instantly fell in love with him, but it’s hard not to with that gorgeous coat and blue eyes. By the end of the week, I had my friend/veterinarian seriously thinking of adopting him and another friend of a friend on the wait list. Names were thrown about, but nothing seemed to fit him. That is, until another DVM suggested Baker due to his excessive, almost constant kneading or “making biscuits”. It definitely stuck. Baker it is then!

Baker was definitely not an issue, but I was quickly becoming aware of the fact that his siblings would be. Each day that goes by, is another day without human contact. A kitten’s window for human socialization is small (weeks 3-7) and the window was closing fast! They were reaching that 6 week mark that would make more work for me. Two visits to the property were unsuccessful, but the third was definitely the charm. I brought along my fellow cat lady and co-worker and after spending probably 1 1/2 hours coaxing kittens out from under the house (where they had been moved to) we finally got our hands on two more males. Sadly, we ran out of light and made the executive decision that this was our last attempt and had to leave two other kittens behind with the colony.

When I got them home, I instantly realized that these guys wouldn’t be like Baker. They were pretty much fully feral, not allowing me to touch them at all. I spent about 2-3 hours every night just sitting in the room with them. I only saw progress when I used friendly Baker to demonstrate that I wasn’t a threat. Only then did they start to approach me or sniff me. They even began to play by the third day. However, this progress is still very slow. They still hiss and run from me when I come into the room. They still back away when I attempt to touch them. This morning, I was forced to pick them up in order to deworm them since they had started having diarrhea and vomiting up roundworms. It’s a bit stressful and frustrating, but patience is the most important thing about working with ferals.

It’s only been four days and I will give these guys a full two weeks to get used to people. However, I will have to make the serious decision come day 14 about whether or not they are adoptable. It is not fair for me to spend so much time and effort with these two kittens when they may not ever grow to be normal, social cats. Nor is it fair for me to try and adopt out two kittens who are skittish and fearful. Therefore, I will try to test them for FelV and FIV and if they are negative, they will be neutered and returned to their family. If they are positive, the most humane and responsible thing to do is to euthanize them. Trust me, this is not what I want, but I need to think of them and the cats of their colony before myself.

Like I said, the lesson this year isn’t going to be easy.


Making his biscuits

**Bathing a kitten isn’t always easy! It’s a good idea to wash away the filth of living outside and some of the parasites, larvae, and eggs. However, I don’t recommend doing so unless you know what you’re doing! Every kitten must be “scruffed” because most of the time they are going to panic at the sight of water. This means scratching, biting, and trying to leap from your hands to the hard floor below. I typically use the kitchen sink and it’s extremely important to use only luke warm water and no soap! The younger the kitten, the more important this is. On top of that, you must dry the baby as best as you can and keep him warm until completely dry. Unless you are confident and experienced in properly and securely handling a kitten, I don’t advise anyone to do this. Getting bitten is a serious matter as well as the danger of that kitten getting injured when falling out of your hands.**


It’s that time of year again! April 6, 2013

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Kitten season is coming! Kitten season is coming!!

So, I know I didn’t keep up too well with last year’s litter (which, by the way, all got adopted into wonderful homes!). However, if you’ve ever had to care for kittens, you know it gets more hectic as they get older. It’s April and I’m already itching for new babies to add to my 2 bedroom, 2 bath apartment I currently share with my own two cats, one Greyhound, and two foster cats who hate every other cat in the household. Why not add a few fuzzy babies, right?!

I know I’m nuts, but by the summertime I will be moving into a new construction house with its very own, specially built “cattic”. Yup. It’s a huge area created by the vaulted ceilings that should’ve been used as an attic (in any other normal house, anyway). My sister and I both grinned at each other as we realized that humans may not be able to fully stand up in that area, but cats would have a blast! Therefore, it will be fully conditioned to house at least my 2 anti-social fosters who will have supervised freedom below in my half of the house as well as the kitty loft. It’s got screening above the main area of the house for ventilation and to be able to socialize any and all kitties to the normal going-ons of a household. It spans about half of the house and will practically be a kitten racetrack. Much more area of freedom than a single room would’ve allowed them! Once construction is finished, pictures will be taken to get a glimpse into my sister and I’s crazy cat lady minds (trust me, you’ll think it’s the best idea ever, too!).

Maybe, in the future, I’ll even get around to building an outside enclosure for even more entertainment for felines! We’ve got 36 acres…gotta do something with it, right?


Veterinary Rant #2: Euthanasia April 1, 2013

Filed under: Veterinary Rants — Kittopia @ 12:14 am

        The death of a loved one isn’t easy. For a lot of people, it means saying goodbye to a piece of your family, a member that has been around since before your kids were born, or perhaps while you were still a kid yourself, before marriage, or whatever other significant life experiences that occurred over those years. For everyone, though, it’s often the decision to end that life that is the most difficult.

  After recently experiencing this whole process myself, I was reminded of how awful, yet at the same time relieving, it can be. My long-haired dachshund of almost 18 years finally reached his end and I think my veterinarian/co-worker/friend precisely

My Little Buddy

My Little Buddy

described my pain: “It’s like losing a sibling.” I grew up with Chocolate from when I was 8 years old. I was there the day he was born, I helped to raise and train him, and I was there when he fought and survived the Parvo virus. It was heart-wrenching when I realized that I had to make one of the most adult decisions of my life to put him to sleep. He was very much a family dog, but he was always my little buddy and I had the veterinary experience, therefore the quality of life judgment was mine. Weeks later, I still can’t talk about him without getting choked up.

        Euthanasia is a procedure that most everyone who has a pet will eventually have to go through. I see the struggle more often than I’d like and sometimes it leaves me frustrated for both the people and the pet. There are people who choose to euthanize their pet at just the right time. Then, there are those few people who cling so tightly to their pet that they wind up prolonging their life past what is really fair. It’s true, you don’t always get “the sign,” but it is your responsibility as your pet’s caregiver to give them the best quality of life possible.

        Quality of life has to be carefully monitored in the most unbiased way possible. It means that there will be good days and bad days and, as an owner, you have to determine when the bad outnumber the good.

        Is your pet happy? Now, take into consideration that dogs and cats are different and so are the different dog breeds. Labs are almost always going to be happy, no matter what. It’s part of being a Lab. Cats, on the other hand, are far more subtle in their signs. This is when an owner has to ask themselves whether or not Fluffy is acting like she normally does. If your cat greets you every day when you get home from work, then, all of a sudden, she’s nowhere to be found, that’s your red flag.

        How much pain is your pet in and can it be controlled any further? Arthritis and cancer are some of the most common end of life ailments. Both cause the animal a decent amount of pain. There are so many combinations of medications that can help keep your pet’s pain tolerable, but there will be a point that no amount of medication will continue to do the job. Again, they’re going to be subtle. You will probably never hear your pet cry out in pain. Instead, you’ll find your cat hesitating or refusing to jump, going outside the litter box because positioning to go is too difficult in a small area. Your dog will pause at the stairs or lag during walks. Both will react with a quick look if you touch a sensitive area. If your pet is in too much pain to be able to lift itself off the floor or do the things they enjoy most, then it’s time to start thinking about ending their suffering. Would you want to be completely dependent on someone else to get you from point A to point B?

An amazing dog

An amazing dog

        Comfort is really the number one aspect of quality of life. Pain is a factor in that comfort, but it’s not the only thing. Sometimes, as with people, incontinence can occur in older pets. Put yourself in their situation: would you want to not be able to control your bowels and wake up in your own excrement? I’m guessing that answer is going to be, “no,” and I guarantee your pet would agree with you. After being properly house trained and having that rule embedded in their brains, dogs know they’re not allowed to go inside, yet they can’t help it, and it makes them feel awful. If pets can be embarrassed, this is when they experience it.

                What about cleanliness? This is usually what we see in cats (which, by the way, is another sign of pain) when their fur starts getting matted—whether they’re long-haired or short—or their bottoms are dirty because it has become too uncomfortable to groom. This is when it becomes the owner’s responsibility to keep their pet clean for them. Matted fur doesn’t feel all that great on their skin and being dirty overall is a torture for our meticulous cat friends. Not all people are able to brush their cats, but that is a reality that has to factor into your decision.

        Everybody will struggle with their pets end; it’s not easy. Their minds will bounce back and forth for days or even months. Pets will rally for a few good days, then suddenly plummet and then rally again. What I realized after going through this for so long is that you have to just make the decision and stick with it. Don’t reschedule or cancel the appointment multiple times. It is an inevitable truth and sooner or later it has to happen, so don’t make it harder on yourself. Of course, if you’re just not sure if either one of you is ready for the end, consult your veterinarian! They are unbiased, they know what to look for, and they will be honest with you.

        Please, whatever you do, be fair to your longtime friend. I’ve seen “zombies” (it’s harsh, but accurate) that have lived far past their time. They are barely there emotionally, but their owners just can’t part with their bodies. Some can’t walk, others are senile, getting lost in corners and acting nervous because they don’t realize where they are, and most of them are on a hundred different medications (which is fine, if they are doing the job and keeping your pet happy). Some people dedicate their every single second (and dollar) to keeping their animal alive simply because making the decision or dealing with the emotions after is too hard to bear. I’ve heard owners state that they would rather just wait for their pet to “go on their own” more times than I’d like. For some pets, this means suffering in the end. Then I’ve seen many other owners choose to put their pets to sleep while their pet is still having some good days so that in the end they won’t know further pain or suffering.

         In the end, not only will your pet be relieved, so will you. A weight will be lifted off your shoulders knowing that your pet is free from discomfort and you no longer have to worry. Don’t base the euthanasia of your pet on how you feel, but how your pet feels!


June 30, 1995- March 18, 2013


Veterinary Rant #1: Veterinary Assistants’ what not to do January 6, 2013

So, I thought I’d incorporate some blog posts from my experiences working in the veterinary field. Some posts may be rants, others may be funny, while still others may be sad. None are meant to insult.

So, after doing this for 7 years, I’ve come upon many, many situations where owners say/do something that can be just plain senseless. Please, don’t take these to heart, this is meant to be humorous (even though only others of my kind may understand it enough to laugh).


1) As assistants/technicians, we make squat for cash. We don’t live in big houses. We don’t take month long vacations to exotic islands all around the world. Half of us live paycheck to paycheck, unless of course, we have rich husbands (yeah, right). With that said, we are basically in this job for the animals. Therefore, when we are in the exam room with you and the doctor, our job is to restrain your pet. Yes, this means using methods that may seem inhumane to you, but that don’t harm your beloved. We, as assistants/techs, are the ones standing on the front lines and taking that bullet (or anal gland) for the veterinarians. If all hell breaks lose and Fido decides he doesn’t think his visit is a  good idea, we’re the ones getting bit/scratched/pooped on/our faces ripped off–not them. We aren’t in this job simply for the money nor do we get a kick out of abusing your pet or ourselves. I always like to use the “less is more” technique of restraining, unless the animal is acting questionable. I also go slow to let the animal adjust and feel comfortable. If we have to “scruff” your cat, it’s usually as a last resort and because in order to pull blood from his itty bitty back leg vein (seriously, have you seen one? It’s often no thicker than a thread), he needs to be still and laying on his side. Or because we need to keep him from launching off the table at the doctor’s face. So, please, don’t make degrading comments like “don’t hurt my baby!” or “he’s doesn’t like that!” We know already, thanks. With that said, I move to my next point:


2) Please, listen when we ask you not to pet/kiss Fluffy while we poke him with needles. If your pet bites you, guess what? That means quarantine if he’s overdue for his rabies. That means you get to pay for said quarantine. If it’s a cat, it’s even worse. Add a pretty penny spent on a mandatory urgent care visit, antibiotics, and if you’re super lucky, surgery to drain the abscess your cat caused you and possibly permanent damage :). Yup, because cats have bacteria in their saliva (which comes in handy when trying to kill tiny rodents) and really sharp teeth. When they bite something, the wound closes almost instantly and that awesome bacteria gets trapped. Sounds like fun, huh?


3) To add to my previous point: no, you can’t restrain your own animal.You are correct in assuming that your pet will feel better with you holding her, but that also means the doctor may or may not be safe during the exam (and neither will you). We are trained and often have years of experience in proper restraint and how to act around nervous pets. On top of that, we have fantastic reflexes and are jaded to the point that we have little fear (“What? This scar? Yeah, that was cat bite number 95. Didn’t even feel it.”). When a cat gets mad and sinks all his front nails in my arm, my instant reaction is not to move. Eventually, he’ll release. If I were to move, I would more than likely receive further bodily damage. Please, tell me, are you able to tightly restrain Rover von Schnitzel when he’s suddenly surprised by the blood draw in his back leg? Probably not. You will more than likely freak out and let go and who knows where his teeth will land. Or, better yet, who knows how your pet lands after launching off the table. We are covered by worker’s compensation. Our doctors are safe from lawsuits set in motion because the owner decides it is their fault for letting them get hurt. Your pet is safe because we are able to keep him still. We aren’t being obnoxious, we are protecting everyone.


4) “Oh, it doesn’t bother Sugar! I’ve never heard her complain.” Let me tell you something: our pets are animals. They aren’t people. They don’t talk. They also don’t act painful. It is in their instincts to not show pain because pain is weakness. Weakness is targeted and gets its butt kicked and/or killed. You have to see the barely noticeable signs that your pet is in pain. Your 15 year old cat hesitating before or missing a jump altogether is a sign of pain! It’s not that she can’t see (although, that could be possible), it’s that her hips hurt too much to push her body up onto the counter. If your dog is limping, he’s in pain. When you try to manipulate his leg at home, he’s going to be stoic and not cry. Only when something really hurts will they actually vocalize. Please, realize that these signs are reason to use pain medication!


5)”I have been giving him child aspirin when he hurts.” Your dog isn’t a child. He’s not even human! They may have kidneys, livers, spleens, etc like us, but their chemistry is completely different. There is canine/feline specific and human specific medication for a very good reason. Don’t just pop your dog a human drug because you don’t want to pay the vet bills. You’re likely to cause a bigger problem and wind up with a bigger vet bill!


And last, but not least:

6) Obesity=shortened lifespan. I’m sorry, but not a single person in the veterinary field will think your porker of a dog is cute. They will most likely be disgusted. Please, for my sanity, don’t tell me that you just can’t keep him away from the food. You are responsible for giving him any and all food he receives! Yes, that means the cat food you leave out for your more-than-likely fat cat that the dog loves to steal. Also, we’ve heard the “it’s my husband” excuse more than once before. Obesity is stealing years off your pet and likely to cause more problems, diseases, and higher vet bills in the future. Not to mention it is robbing your bank account with all the extra food you’re wasting. Your 25# cat isn’t funny. It’s diabetes waiting to happen (you know, insulin shots twice a day with very expensive insulin for the rest of his life. Hope your cat will let you give him shots!). Your pet doesn’t need scraps from the dinner table. Your dog definitely doesn’t need treats just because he “looks hungry” (he doesn’t need them at all unless there is training involved!). What exactly does that even look like?? Your cat doesn’t need a bowl full of dry food to eat whenever he wants (I know it’s so terribly difficult to believe but 1/4 cup twice a day is plenty for like a 9 pound feline. You’re not eating it, she is! Why do you think they put the canned food in such tiny cans?). Oh, and by the way, getting weight off of your cat is the hardest thing ever. Losing a pound a year is about the average speed. And after he’s finally back to his healthy weight, you can laugh at how funny all his extra, droopy skin is.


Alright, back to your originally scheduled program. I’ll be starting a new series when I get a new litter of kittens. I kind of fell off the wagon with the last trio of babies. Two already have great homes, though!


Week 4: Learning to play May 28, 2012

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The babies turned 4 weeks old today! This is possibly my favorite week of their development, but I’ll probably say that for every week. This is the week they start to explore and learn how to play. They’re starting to randomly jump in the air and try to scamper across the floor. They don’t quite have their sea legs yet, so they often stumble and fall over. I’m starting to see them stalk as well and do their “kitten dance” where they arch their backs and dance to the side. It’s quite comical to watch. They’re also starting to see better, although not quite perfectly just yet. They’re starting to play with toys a little bit and try to climb objects (unsuccessfully, of course, but that doesn’t keep them from trying again).


This is the age where they’re really beginning to handle their own pottying. I usually give them a litter box when I wake them up to eat and most of the time they urinate willingly. Between week 3 and week 4, you can start to introduce the litter box to babies.** This is when you will also start to see accidents around because it is now under their control. No more butt wiping necessary! They’re so much like little toddlers now because they play hard and sleep hard. Most of the time, they will be too distracted with play to get to a litter box in time. This is why bathrooms make the best kitten nurseries: easy clean up of mistakes. This is also when “Poop Feet” worsens because they try to bury their excrimate, but usually just wind up stepping in it instead. This, unfortunately, lasts a few more weeks. I’m also having to be careful because they think the litter box is a playground and my littler orange guy thinks it’s fun to play in after urinating. Wet litter=sticky clay. Sticky clay=very dirty kitten. Just when I thought things were dirty before. I very much feel like a new mother. It’s a constant state of being covered in milk, poop, or the occasional pee. I literally stepped out of the shower today and had to wipe up an accident and instantly my hand was in the mess. Sigh. They’re worth it.


My little runty male is my super star. His scalded bottom is a work in progress, but it is getting

My little Runty

better. It was looking great last week, but is now looking very dry and cracked and back to being very sensitive. I don’t put him in the litter box at all because the litter just winds up being stuck to his rear, which means I have to clean him off and irritate him further. However, this doesn’t mean he doesn’t understand what he is supposed to do! My little guy knows when he has to go and will often give a cry of warning, then wander to the drain in the tub where there isn’t bedding, and pee. He never goes on the beds. He will, however, sometimes walk through it and track it around, which sort of defeats the purpose. He still has some diarrhea, but we’re trying a few more things. He’s even better about having to poop, because he cries constantly to warn me so I can be prepared to help him stay clean.


They’re personalities are definitely blooming, as well. My runt is winning my heart over, but I’m a sucker for the underdogs. He just will stare up at me and loves to be near me. He will cry for me to pick him up and his little purr box starts up instantly. The orange tabby is a bit of a stubborn beast and a trouble maker as well. The tortie female is definitely the biggest one of the group and is the most energetic. She is just always on the move, exploring and running around for no reason. She’s also super sweet and loves attention. All three of them are in the stage where they are just constantly throwing cute face and poses. They are little hams and I could have some precious photos if they didn’t move so much! 

Camera hog


**Make sure the litter you use is low dust, unscented, and non-clumping! Kittens have a tendency to try to eat the litter and can get it up their nose. Always teach them that this is not the intended use. Do not use clumping litter because it can cause blockage when it swells in the digestive tract! This may mean death for your kitten. During these weeks, always offer the litter box under your supervision until they learn what not to do with it. Natural litters (pine, wheat) are good, too, if you can afford it (it ain’t cheap). If they eat it, it will typically pass through. Always clean up your kitten after the litter box, if necessary, so they do not ingest any remnants.

I love his smile


Kitten Season 2012! May 24, 2012

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kittopia @ 4:14 pm

I figured I would start this blog with a new litter of fosters. I acquired 3 three week old kittens this week, born April 30th. They are right in my favorite age range! Just old enough to start learning how to play and still wobbly and clumsy. They’re absolutely precious and I’m very excited to finally have new babies around. I’ve been going through “Kitten withdrawal” for a while now.


Tortie female

Their back story is that they were born to a feral queen in the mobile spay/neuter van that IAR uses for its foster and feral cats. She was due to be spayed and the babies to be aborted. However, she apparently had other ideas and began to give birth before they had a chance to perform surgery. They were moved to a foster home equipped with a surrogate, lactating mother due to the fact that a foster home would not have been able to house a feral mother (and the mother probably wouldn’t have properly cared for them in that environment).


The surrogate queen eventually ran out of milk and the foster mom began to bottle feed the kits. They quickly developed horrible diarrhea, which made the two males bottoms and rear legs very scalded from the feces coming into contact with their skin so frequently. Many medications were administered to attempt to stop the “leaking”, however, nothing had made much a difference.


That’s where I come in. I received an e-mail asking if I would take them in (everyone knows I’ll take on the sick and tiny) and I accepted without second thought. They’re very precious and sweet and I can already see what their little personalities are going to be. They’ve proven to be a lot of work in just the two days I’ve had them: bottle feeding every 4 hours, coaxing them to eliminate (they are just starting to learn about the litter box and beginning to gain control of their bowels), and making sure they and their bedding is clean. The bathtub has proven to be the best place for a litter full of “Poop Feet”.


Runty male

The group consists of 2 males (1 black, 1 orange) and 1 female tortoiseshell. They are generally healthy, besides the diarrhea and raw bottoms. I spoke with my doctors because the runty, black male has the worst case of scalding on his rear. He screams when it’s touched or he has to potty**. It’s absolutely heart breaking to hear. We’re going to try soaking his butt in warm water 3 times a day to help get the swelling down (and keep it clean). I’ve been using a hair dryer on the cool setting** to dry him up enough so I can apply Aquaphor to the sore areas. This will hopefully protect him from further damage and help it to heal. Everyone is being treated with the magic, but bitter, diarrhea powder once a day (oh, they hate it so!). Now, all we do is sit and wait for it all to work. Crossing my fingers that I can get these guys some relief.


**Any time that I place an asterisk in a sentence, it means I am going to include a tip or disclaimer (in order) at the end of my post. Please take these seriously!**


**Anytime you have a kitten with urine/fecal scalding, or raw skin in general, please remember to NOT rub the area! This will irritate it more and possibly cause it to bleed. Simply dab the area with a very soft baby washcloth, cotton ball, or gauze square, if you have to. If you need to clean a bottom, hold the kitten under luke warm water and allow the raw area to air dry after lightly dabbing aaway the excess moisture.


**I used a hair dryer (which the kitten adored), however I do not reccommend this. If you do use a hair dryer, remember to use the COOL setting only, and to not keep it concentrated on one spot. Rather, use sweeping motions across the area.


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