A new little ball of fur came home with me today, too. Luckily, she seems to be able to eat on her own. But there is a big fat cat laying here that I had to adopt about nine years ago when he was only three or four days old. I washed a Visine bottle really well, and fed him canned goat-milk from the grocery store. Had to carry him in his own little condo made from a lunch box so I could feed him ten times a day. Held him up and gently rubbed a warm wet wash cloth under his tail until he relieved himself. Named him Zeeno after the Visine bottle that I still have. Now I use a bottle that had eye drops since it holds more. Before his eyes opened, they got infected, and I put just a drop of hydrogen peroxide in a glass of warm water, and rubbed his little eyes. One day as I washed them, they started to open. That's how an old man became a kitten's mama. Good luck with yours.