Oskar is a kitten born on a farm in my village. He has two siblings, a brother and a sister. Their mother gave birth to them in a dark corner and for their safety they were put in an old kettle. But Oskar was small. Too small for the age of 4 weeks. When I checked on them and took them to the vet on monday July the 2nd, he had lost 30 grams in just a day when I returned on Wednesday the 4th while his siblings gained weight, as normal healthy kittens should. They clearly suffered a feline upper respiratory infection and needed to be treated. So I decided to take them home with me which would mean a lot of work but better chance for Oskar to survive.
Oskar refused to drink at first, but after a few attempts to let him taste the kitten milk formula, he licked the drops from his mouth and paws, albeit clumsy. It was obvious he didn't and couldn't suckle, and it also seemed as if it was the first time he had to make his tongue muscles work. But somehow he knew that licking was the only way to get food into him. And so he drank from a syringe, a couple of times a day (and night). The first night he drank was July 5th. On the 9th, he ate his first little chunk of RAW chicken. Because that's what I feed my friends.. RAW. Well, all except for Souris. She doesn't like raw.
Oskar is doing well, although still smaller than his siblings. Those weight about 1000 grams now, after two weeks in my home, and Oskar is going towards 600 grams. He is the size his siblings were two weeks ago!
If you stumble across kittens and they need your help, please do all you can or contact people who know how to take care of little ones.