I had been told by mom who works for my uncle who is a veterinarian not to use this stiff because it could cause them to have seizures. I should have listened. But the thing is I just barely put But just a drop of this stuff on my 5 month old kitten. I didn’t think it would hurt him and certainly didn’t think it would kill him! I sat there for a minute after putting it on him and thought to myself “oh god what have I done mom said not to use it” and immediately took him to the bathroom and washed tried washing it off. My first mistake was putting it on him my second was not using soap and rinsing it 3 or 4 times. This kitten was an unexpected addition to our family of already one cat and my one year old son and my husband and I. But never the less he was instantly loved and attached is to him with his sweet cuddles he gave you even when you didn’t want them. He’d get right in your neck and just lay there or lay on your chest or anywhere that you let him. We only had him for 5 months but I have not been able to stop crying since Sunday morning at 2 am when he finally stopped convulsing and breathing. The worst part about it was we had just paid our rent of $400 and didn’t have a penny to our name until the next paycheck. Certainly not the $150 that the animal emergency clinic requires for just walking in their door. And the $350 plus for the valum and fluids that were required to help pass this poison through him. So for 3 hours I sat in my kitchen floor watching him shake and convulsing. He’d have a seizure every 20 minutes. I called my mom immediately with the first sign to ask her what o should do. Which was when my husband and I were watching a movie and we heard what sounded like our cat being attacked and murdered. He was screaming and hissing and on the floor acting like something was attacking him with his paws up and swatting. He was shaking and growling and hissing. I knew exactly was it was because this was what I feared would happen. My mom told me to take him to the tub and wash him again with dawn soap and try and get it off the skin as much as possible. We did about 4 times. She said to check his temp and of he was hot to put alcohol on his feet because if his temperature went up he’d have brain damage. His temp was 104.3 so I did what she said and his temp stayed the same. My husband who always does a lot of research for thongs like this said that everyone who had the same thing happened said they used a syringe to put fluids in them since they didn’t have an IV. So we carefully without drowning him took water and put it on his tongue so that he’d have some fluids going through him in hopes to help flush his system a little quicker. I posted on Facebook what was going on. My friend who works at a vet clinic saw and called me. About 2 hours after it started she told me to meet her at the clinic where she worked and she would put him on fluids. She couldn’t give him a lot of valum because she would get in trouble since the doc was not there. She just made it look like a miscalculation error. She gave him a steroid shot and a shot for pain. We had trouble getting the IV in but we eventually got it in. It was only 15 minutes after we got everything in him and he started to slow down with the convulsions. He had only been peeing when he had his seizures. This time he had a bowel movement. And I could tell this was the end. As soon as he pooped he stopped shaking and starting breathing hard and slow. My friend checked his heart. It was still beating so she thought it may have been the bladder. She checked it and of it was very full. But something still wasn’t right and that’s when he stopped breathing. She got a syringe and checked his abdomen for blood. And there was. It was too late. He was gone. I wasn’t going to cry. Until I looked up at her and I lost it. I haven’t been able to stop since. It all plays over and over in my head. I didn’t mean to kill him. I just wanted to kill the fleas. Its all my fault because I knew that it was a poison. I looked up reviews of the product out of curiosity. Someone mentioned this website. I dont know what it is I’m I’m looking for on here. I know telling my story along with everyone else isn’t going to take the product off the shelf. I know it’s not going to bring my sweet Magwa back. I’m not even looking for sympathy and comfort. I just want it to stop replaying in my head. Maybe if I get it out somewhere on paper or on here it will stop. I have only cried for one other cat this much and this hard in my life and it was my Matilda when I was 10 who was am outside cat and she disappeared one day and never came back. I cried for months. And more than likely she was caught by natures hands. But Magwa was such a sweetheart and just loved everyone and loved to snuggle and he looked at you and you knew that he was saying I love you. I’m thankful my other cat was okay. He only had eye twitches and walked like he was drunk for an hour and a half and he was fine. He didn’t have any seizures. I just want him to walk from our living room and jump on the bed and come lay down on my chest like he always did. I want him back. I want to undo it all. I love you Magwa. I love you so much. I miss you. RIP my sweet baby.