Pinkysan is Sick

A few days after Pinkysan arrived at her new home, the house was usually filled with the sounds of play. But tonight, the atmosphere was different. The little calico was very sad. All through the night, a tiny, heartbroken sound echoed through the hallways: "Mew, mew..."

Pinkysan was not her usual brave self. She missed her mother, and she missed the warmth of her brothers and sisters. Because she felt so lonely, she didn't even want to taste her milk. She just sat in the corner of her bed, looking incredibly small and tired.

"Oh no," Lyn said, her voice filled with concern as she knelt on the floor. "Linda, come here! I think Pinkysan is sick. She hasn't touched her breakfast at all."

Star was deeply anxious, too. The compact Shiba Inu didn't understand why her little friend wasn't jumping on her tail today. Star sat quietly next to the kitten’s bed, her head tilted to the side. Slowly, she reached out and gently nudged Pinkysan with her soft paw. It was like a comforting, furry hug. However, even with Star’s affection, Pinkysan continued to cry.

Lyn knew she had to act quickly. She carefully placed Pinkysan into a small travel basket and hurried to the local veterinary clinic. Inside the office, the smell of medicine was strong, but the vet was very kind. He checked Pinkysan’s heartbeat and looked into her bright green eyes.

"Is she going to be okay, Doctor?" Lyn asked nervously, clasping her hands together.

The doctor smiled warmly. "Don't worry, she doesn't have a fever. She is just homesick. She is still very young, and she misses her mother's company. Here is some special medicine to soothe her tummy, but the best cure is time. Give her lots of love and make sure she feels safe."

When Lyn and Pinkysan finally returned home, Star was waiting right at the front door. Her tail gave a single, happy wag when she saw that the kitten was back. That evening, the Shiba refused to leave the room. She stayed by Pinkysan’s bed all night long, watching over her little sister like a professional nurse.

Lyn carefully gave Pinkysan the medicine and a fresh bowl of warm, creamy milk. "Sleep well, little Pinkysan," Lyn whispered, stroking the kitten's soft ears. "You are not alone anymore. We are your family now."

Soon, the warm milk worked its magic. The kitten stopped shivering and fell into a deep, peaceful sleep. Star let out a long sigh of relief and lay down on the rug right next to the basket. The house was quiet and calm once more, filled with the love of a family that takes care of its own.