Nothing sucks quite like waking up to a dead foster kitten.
But that’s what happened this morning. After 4 days of us syringe-feeding her antibiotics and KMR, Tonks passed away in her sleep.
I bawled my eyes out this morning, and I think I’m doing better simply because I know I tried my absolute best for her during the week I had her, and I know she’s not suffering anymore.
She was a very good kitty.