01/09/2026
Yesterday, we lost one of our eight babies. Our little girl. She was only five days old. 💔
Five days.
To some, that might sound like such a short time that you couldn’t possibly become attached.
But you do.
From the moment they are born, they are ours to protect. We weigh them, count them over and over, watch every little movement and celebrate every gram gained. We wake up during the night just to check that everyone is okay.
And somehow, these tiny lives become such a huge part of our hearts.
This is one of the hardest parts of being a breeder that people don’t always see.
They see the beautiful pictures, the healthy kittens and the happiness. They don’t see the fear, the sleepless nights, the helplessness when something is wrong, or what it feels like to leave the vet without one of your babies.
We still don’t know why she became so ill. Our vet did everything they could, but she crashed and we lost her.
And it fu***ng hurts.
There should be eight babies here. We look at the others and feel that absence. Seven tiny bodies when our hearts are still expecting eight.
We’re heartbroken and frustrated, going over everything in our heads and wishing there was something more we could have done.
Thank you to our vet for fighting for our little girl alongside us and doing everything possible to save her. We will forever be grateful that she had people fighting for her until the very end. 🤍
Being a breeder means opening your heart to these tiny lives, even knowing that sometimes you can do everything right and still lose one.
Five days was enough to love her.
Five days was enough for her to matter.
And five days was enough for her to leave a hole in our hearts.
We wanted more days. More weeks. More years.
We wanted to watch you grow.
We’re so sorry, baby girl. 💔
