When Andrew took the dogs out on Tuesday night he heard a kitty meowing. I asked what kind of meowing it was and he said “loud.” We went to sleep, not thinking too much 0f it.
That night I had dreams about kittens running around in our yard, chasing each other through dandelions. I also had a dream that my house was the Jersey Shore house and in that dream I told a lovely drunk Guidette about to take out the trash that “She was going to fall in a hole and get eaten by a bear.” Not sure what that was about.
The next morning, yesterday morning, I let the dogs out and went to the fence to peer through the peep hole and check on the kitties. What I found was one kitty, all by itself, meowing. It wouldn’t stop crying. Andrew got the ladder, we looked over the fence and couldn’t find any more kitties. We looked. We worried. The sound of kitty crying broke my heart into little bitty pieces. We waited for momma cat to come back. But she didn’t. I googled how to take care of a two-week old kitty and I emailed work to tell them we had an itty bitty kitty emergency and that we would likely be bringing a kitty to work with us.
We’re pretty sure momma cat moved the litter to get away from the dogs. She had four other little kitties and maybe five was just too much. Maybe this little kitty was too little. Maybe four was enough and five was too many. Who knows. We don’t know where she went, but we’re hopeful we can find her and the rest of the kitties. We’d love to see them get off the street and into homes.
To get to kitty, we broke off a bottom piece of our fence. We took kitty inside and warmed up and took her loud and pleading meows as a sign of strength.
Before heading to work, we stopped at PetSmart to get supplies and were finally able to feed kitty once we got to our office.
After some whines and grumbles, kitty finally figured out the bottle and ate like a champ. Since yesterday morning, kitty has only gotten better at accepting the bottle and is quite the little piglet.
Last night kitty slept in a box on my nightstand and I woke up every hour or two convinced kitty had died only to find her curled up and sleeping.
This morning we took kitty went to her first vet visit where we discovered she is a baby girl cat and that we’re doing everything right. We also got a cat trap and hope to round up a few of the stray neighborhood kitties and get them spayed or neutered.
Kitty is epically adorable. She purrs when she’s warm and has food in her belly. She’s starting to play, just a little and spent some time to day on her back playing with her paws. She likes to suck her little thumb claw sometimes. She hates to be picked up and will fuss and meow as loud as you can until all four of her paws are on the ground. Both her ears have little white tips. She is mostly white with splotches of orange and she is just so damn cute that sometimes I spend five whole minutes just watching her sleep.