Out of the four kittens I was fostering, only one survived. But she was such a joy to take care of! So full of innocent mischief and growing / learning so quickly.
I had to take on feeding this little one every few hours. She was SO tiny and adorable, but with each feeding, she got more energetic and better at nursing from the bottle, and quicker at getting fed.
My friends Michael and Samantha adopted her and renamed her Cakester - they have a dog named Cookie and a cat named Oreo, so they kept the theme going - and she is one lucky kitten.
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