Kittyrat

[Ruthie-chan]

I think this counts as a rescue.

I came home from church to hear this really pathetic sound.
*meew*
*meew*
*Meew*
*MEEW*
*meew*
etc.
Only to find on the edge of my patio, near the front door (the only door), a kitten. A very small kitten who should be with its mother still.

I brought it in, Robert (my husband) was home, I called for him and when he walked into the living room I held up the kitty. He gives me this look like: "You'd better have a good explanation for this, and you'd better not have gotten it at church."
I told him where I found it, and his heart melted. (Robert loves kitties to boot.) On my patio was a plastic bag that looked like it was opened from the inside. I think someone either tossed it or shoved it there. (My patio is mostly enclosed.)

Robert and I think it's about 3 weeks old.
It's darling.
Robert just told me and I quote: "This cat is ridiculously cute."

So, good news is, it's eating solids, drinking infant formula, and it can pee and poop on its own now! Though for another day or two I'm still going to stimulate the genitels (rubbing gently with a warm cloth to simulate a mama cat's tongue).

Kittyrat (what I've been calling him(?) because he likes to hang out in my hair on my shoulders) purrs, and does really well with Hazel. (It helps that Hazel's nice too.)

We want to keep him. But we're not sure. Robert says we'll definitely keep him if he gets the job at Hitachi DataSystems. I hope we can keep him even if he doesn't. *sigh*

We go to the vet (hopefully) tomorrow.

Here's a picture on the day I found him.