Little Miss Tia, the tiny little girl of the two died tonight. I woke up for the midnight feeding and she was cold and stiff. I had a bad feeling when I realized she wasn't as active as her brother, and wasn't taking in as much formula as he was. I know this happens alot, especially with orphan kittens. It still doesn't make it any easier. Her brother is active and wolfing down a whole syringe every 3 hours.

RIP sweet little Tia. I tried dear little one, honest I did.