Now, to prepare the hot water gloves....
Here is a piece.
Fill them with water, tie them securely. Make sure there are no leaks.
You can microwave them, but I don't have a microwave oven, so I boiled them in a pot of water till it's hot enough. Not too hot, because the gloves might tear.
Winnie had brought these water-proof bags, which are really useful!
Winnie used plastic bags and poured hot water inside, which is also an option. These are double-layered - Winnie put the plastic bags into another plastic as added measures in case of leaking. The plastic bags are secured with rubberbands first, then rafia strings. I doubt it can get more secured than this. Then, she placed three layers of soft cloth on top of these.
I've put my hot gloves inside the water-proof bag now, so I'll put them into the carrier in a little while. They are still very hot now. Should there be any tear, you would notice it within 10-15 minutes, so it pays to observe carefully if there is a leak or a tear.
Earlier on...while the blueys were sleeping....
What's all these things....she wonders. Well, she had never needed these because Pole looked after her and her two brothers.
She even peeped from the side...it was so cute!
Cleo decides to go out.
Cleo went out, and Tiger came in...
Tiger stayed for half an hour, or more...
I think Cow doesn't know yet...or does he?
Cleo decides she'll sleep on the piano since the room is "occupied" by the little new ones.
Bunny sulks in a corner...did he tear up some paper too?
I rang our panel vets and they don't have Pets Own Milk anymore. It's out of stock. So I contacted a friend who was previously hand-feeding puppies. He has two packs left and he'll give them to me tomorrow. Coincidentally, this is the very friend who has vast experience in looking after animals and he was the one who taught me how to hand-raise Cow, Bunny and Pole five years back. I told him about Bagheera, possibly being the neglected one (by the mum) and he said from his experience, these neglected babies normally will not make it. Sigh...never mind. I'll do the best I can. I also called Winnie and she said Baloo and Bagheera were found inside a drain. Poor things.... After Winnie had picked them up and put them inside a box, the mum came by to look but didn't want to feed them at all.
The vets used to tell me that while it is true that being with the mother (or a foster-mother) is the best for tiny kittens, sometimes, if the mother is not responsible, they may be better off with a human.
I learnt a hard lesson with Babykit. Someone offered his mother-cat, we brought Babykit over for just one night, and the next day, we took Babykit back because things did not look good at all. Babykit passed away after that.
So, sometimes, we have to play by ear and do the needful...ourselves.
Must have been all tired out from the car ride.
Shh...quietly open the door and put the hot water bag inside...
There...it's covered with a cloth.
Warm up the milk now...with a hot water bath.
Oh, they're awake....
Bagheera on top of Baloo (the bigger one).
Bagheera...looking much better now.
Fed both. Bagheera had to be coaxed...managed to feed him 0.5ml. Baloo...no issues with milk. He drank quite a bit. I used a smaller syringe this time.
Nice straw-coloured urine.
I think Bagheera needs a lot of warmth. A monk once taught me that if all else fails, hold the animal close to your heart. Your body warmth and the sound of your heartbeat can be very comforting and reassuring.
They love sitting on my lap.
And they want to play, too.
This is Bagheera. He's active now...phew!
They want to explore a bit.
We don't like the carrier...we want to come out!
Tiger has migrated out to the living room. How magnanimous of our feline Gandhi.
My son, Jia-Wen, brings Bunny in to visit.
Just a quick courtesy hello, and off he runs.