So we had decided to re-home Mia in hopes of finding her a home she would be happier. Course, I was having second thoughts. I had her since she was 5 weeks old. I loved her so much, and so did the rest of the family. Well all three of the people who contacted me about her, either didn't contact me again contacted me and said they had gotten a reply from someone else prior to us. So ... we still had her. And I decided I couldn't get rid of her. But I was thinking about asking my mom if she wanted her for her garage where they have mice. But I hadn't gotten around to it at all. Cuz I still wasn't sure if I wanted to give her a new home.
Well apparently fate took over... and broke my heart.
On July 13th .... Calahan was gone helping his girlfriend's family with a garage sale all day. So he wasn't home. Mia hangs out in Cal's room all the time. But that day - she kept coming to my bedroom door. But she wouldn't come in. I thought maybe she was getting use to the thought of kittens being in the house. So I didn't really investigate. She wasn't acting out of the ordinary, she'd been eating, drinking and using the box normally....
However ..... back story .... Autumn and Mia both were in heat and both got out of our apartment while in heat. (This was not done on purpose, they actually clawed the screens open to get out when the house was quiet) ... we thought Mia was pregnant along with Autumn, but she never got bigger, I never felt the babies, but she did have bigger nipples and the hair loss around them. I thought this might be due to Autumn being pregnant and just a hormone thing... since she never got bigger and I couldn't feel kittens.
Well on July 13th when Calahan got home, he told me Mia was contracting. The kittens were 18 days old. I thought - well she did get out a couple of times a couple weeks after - before we figured out how to block off the screens so they couldn't get out.
But then he came in and said that there was something hanging out of her.....
So I went to investigate, and it was a foot. It looked small, and weird.... and I felt like something was wrong. Something wasn't right. So I immediately got on the phone and was trying to find a vet, since it was Saturday night ....
Got ahold of the emergency vet and they said it's normal to take up to an hour to have the first baby, so give it an hour and if nothing happens, come in.
An hour later we were walking in.
So ...... they took her back.
Came out .... "How many kittens has she had"
"None"
Went back in.
We were escorted to a room.
The vet comes in, "There are no viable kittens. The one she was trying to give birth to was so small, had no hair on the foot, and no exoskeleton."
Wah???
She leaves again .......
Comes back. The surgery she needs is just under $2,000. We can't afford that. We ask the vet what she thinks happened. She says that she thinks that Mia Bella got an infection at some point during her pregnancy and it killed off the kittens, and then this infection just festered. She's a sick cat. Even though we had no idea. None. She was eating properly, drinking good, not having any accidents ... she was acting normal. We had no idea....
None.
Our only option ... was to put her to sleep.
I have never ever had to do this before.
I bawled and bawled....... and bawled.........
and bawled.....
When it all happened, she was purring away and just put her head down, and fell asleep.
The last picture of Mia .....
And now I'm going to end this blog before I start crying again ....
Dennis and I keep saying that it feels weird without her and we miss her so much .... it's funny how a home feels so empty when part of your family is missing .......
