I just wanted to say a few words in rememberance of the four baby kitties I rescued from the side of the road by my work. They looked only two or three days old. They were gray and white and so tiny. My friend and I bottle fed them from last thurs. until yesterday. They were doing so good, eating every three hours and going to the bathroom when we rubbed their bellies. They seemed so happy. Then yesterday the smallest one died and we rushed the other ones to the vet. They told us to keep them really warm and gave us new food. One by one, they died from weakest to strongest. It was the worst day of my life and I cried more tears than I knew I had. It was horrifying and I just had to share my pain with the world. They were not named yet because it was too hard to tell them apart yet. So rest in peace little babies and know that I did my best.