Kitty Kitty
Last Tuesday morning, in the dark at 6 am, I heard a kitten. A baby, tiny little mewling going on outside my window, so I went outside and tried to find it. It hissed and ran off into the back yard, so I followed it. It hid under a ladder lying on its side against the house, and it spat at me, so very small and scared. I tried to bring it food, but I didn't even know if it ate real food yet. It took off.
I tried again, and later my husband tried, and then tried again. I was worried it was getting dehydrated. By then it was three doors down. It was around 5 pm the next day and it was snoozing on a rock. Hubby got the little thing this time. We took it in and bathed it and fed it. It ate canned food pretty well.
Now we've bought some kitten formula replacement for it. It's adorable. I'll probably post a photo of it before long. I was so worried it'd get too cold or starve. It was crazy how worried I was. I think Dave heard it in my voice and he tried really hard to rescue it.
Now we're up feeding the little devil and taking it to the bathroom in the middle of the night, babies being babies. The whole family is wrapped around its weensy little paws.
As if I needed another cat (and believe me, that's what the other cats are saying). But really I don't care in the least. I'm so glad it's all right.
I tried again, and later my husband tried, and then tried again. I was worried it was getting dehydrated. By then it was three doors down. It was around 5 pm the next day and it was snoozing on a rock. Hubby got the little thing this time. We took it in and bathed it and fed it. It ate canned food pretty well.
Now we've bought some kitten formula replacement for it. It's adorable. I'll probably post a photo of it before long. I was so worried it'd get too cold or starve. It was crazy how worried I was. I think Dave heard it in my voice and he tried really hard to rescue it.
Now we're up feeding the little devil and taking it to the bathroom in the middle of the night, babies being babies. The whole family is wrapped around its weensy little paws.
As if I needed another cat (and believe me, that's what the other cats are saying). But really I don't care in the least. I'm so glad it's all right.