*flail*
On my way to work this morning I was zipping on to the interstate up the entrance ramp at 50 some mph and there was this teeny little black fuzzball starting across the road as I went by and my mind went KITTY!!911!!!11!!111!!!! O_O and I pulled over as fast as I could and turned around to watch this ITTY BITTY KITTEN go toddling across the interstate ramp in rush hour traffic and start working its way up the side of the grass median to the freaking OMG Interstate!
Happily no one got smushed, kitty, or me, or other drivers watching crazy lady jump out of her car and go tearing down the side of the interstate! One of the roaming interstate helper vans even showed up to see if I was in trouble, and helped me do a rather tricky merge back into the rush hour traffic with his nice flashy lights.
Here's the little doober at work cuddled up to stuffed kitty - he was a little traumatized and hissy at first. I'm guessing he probably hadn't had much human contact, although he warmed up pretty quick. Now that he's comfortable he's quite the little cuddler. Very little work got done at work today, lol. Mostly kitten snuggling.
He's eating canned kitten food just fine and seems pretty healthy. He's currently sleeping on my knee, chewing on my shirt and catching invisible bugs under my elbow, after observing big scary doggie from the couch with great fascination (big scary doggie who is alternately terrified of itty bitty kitty or thinks he's a puppy and tries to do the most adorable little nuzzle-grooming). Interaction with skunks has been limited, but so far consists of a mutual "holy-crap-what-is-it-run-away!" reaction, which is better than "ooh, hey, kitten for supper!"
I really do not need a kitty (oh but I wants one I do, my precious), but the kyoot, the KYOOT! Help meee, I'm melllting, I'm mellllllllllllllting..................
Happily no one got smushed, kitty, or me, or other drivers watching crazy lady jump out of her car and go tearing down the side of the interstate! One of the roaming interstate helper vans even showed up to see if I was in trouble, and helped me do a rather tricky merge back into the rush hour traffic with his nice flashy lights.
Here's the little doober at work cuddled up to stuffed kitty - he was a little traumatized and hissy at first. I'm guessing he probably hadn't had much human contact, although he warmed up pretty quick. Now that he's comfortable he's quite the little cuddler. Very little work got done at work today, lol. Mostly kitten snuggling.
He's eating canned kitten food just fine and seems pretty healthy. He's currently sleeping on my knee, chewing on my shirt and catching invisible bugs under my elbow, after observing big scary doggie from the couch with great fascination (big scary doggie who is alternately terrified of itty bitty kitty or thinks he's a puppy and tries to do the most adorable little nuzzle-grooming). Interaction with skunks has been limited, but so far consists of a mutual "holy-crap-what-is-it-run-away!" reaction, which is better than "ooh, hey, kitten for supper!"
I really do not need a kitty (oh but I wants one I do, my precious), but the kyoot, the KYOOT! Help meee, I'm melllting, I'm mellllllllllllllting..................