  Do you want good news or bad news first? Good news: We have groceries, 200 dollars worth, as part of Kurt's student loan came in. The remainder is due friday, when we will pay our bills. We owe the landlord 1500 in rent, and he's already given us an eviction notice, but, according to him, it doesn't mean anything.
Don't ask me, I have no idea. Anyways, it's getting worked out. The insurance on the car has been paid, we have the end of the month to pay off our power bill and phone bill, and the bank has been great about that whole student loan fubar. I get glasses soon. We're eating well. We went to Swiss Chalet yesterday, and it was simply awesome. Kurt and I ate like pigs. But, Sartre "Smudge" Poopsmith died yesterday. She saw the vet again the night before last, as she was listless, and not all that interested in eating. Kurt and I got home from paying off the insurance people yesterday afternoon, and the little one was struggling to breathe. We got her down to the vet, only to be told there was nothing to be done. Sartre had feline distemper, as well as FIP, which is essentially the feline version of SARS.
The vet euthanised her. It is quite possible we will lose the other three poopsmiths, and there is a possibility that our own cat, Phoebe will contract the infection as well. There isn't a cure, and there isn't even a reliable test to find out if the kittens, or any kittens for that matter has FIP. There is no winning. I'm glad we took the poopsmiths in. But now it's ship them out of here, or keep phoebe far away, and wait to see if they die. The lady that is our contact in the animal group we're involved in wants to take the kittens to another house without any other cats, and hope for the best. I want them here, of course, but, I don't want to watch them die, kurt doesn't want that either, and we don't want to lose our big fat panda cat. It's extremely difficult not to become embittered and disillusioned. I know we're working as volunteers, and that's the extent of the funding.
I know some of them are sick, and lots of people in WAAG have lost entire litters despite their best efforts of keeping them healthy. We are trying to do the right thing, and give these kittens a chance, rather than enthanising them. SPCA does that. If a creature does not get adopted within a certain amount of time, or if they have certain illnesses, or if they're feral, SPCA's policy is to euthanise. That's a big reason why I don't support SPCA. There are better ways. WAAG is one of them. Reality is much too harsh.
She was so little, so thin, and very beautiful, despite her poopy, shaved ass. She was happy to spend the entire day on my shoulder. I was happy with that too, and I'm sorry she didn't get the home she deserved. I hope we made her happy for the little time she was here. 
