Still not a peep out of the shelter! I was starting to wonder whether the food I've been putting out was being eaten by squirrels - but guess who was sitting by the food dish when I got home? Sie jumped off the porch and sat on the fence when I came up the stairs, but then stayed there and let me talk, and when I came back with the food, after a while hopped up and ate with me standing right there talking (although on the other side of the fence).

Sie's a little shvartzer, all right, black from head to tail, and maybe 3 months old? I'm no good at that. But what a cutie! I hope the heck I can get this critterling to safety, but getting any help is proving to be harder than pulling chickens' teeth. If they continue to blow me off, I'll just call Animal Control, since the kitten's still young enough to be eminently adoptable. I was tempted to get the flashybox, but since I may very well be on my own in this endeavor, I didn't want to be spooking the little one. Sie's SO sweet...

Love, Columbine