Here’s the story:
Last week, an acquaintance of mine in our townhouse complex posted on FB about a litter of kittens (we have a lot of feral cats running around) was in a bush by her apartment and she wasn’t sure what to do. We were discussing it along with a few others, and then she informed us the mother cat had returned and was relocating the kittens…likely because some of the kids in the complex wouldn’t leave them alone and kept wanting to handle them. We had no idea where the mother took them.
Fast forward to today: acquaintance is outside and sees that group of kids gathered around another bush. She approaches and discovers two kittens: one dead, and another alive. The mother cat is nowhere to be seen. Again, likely because the damned kids were hanging around.
She took the living kitten and, not being a cat person and having no idea what to do, she brought him to me. We ran to the store, got him formula, and he’s currently sleeping in my shirt and making the tiniest little purring sounds. I’m guessing he’s about 10-14 days old. He’s not really walking, but his eyes are open. He’s definitely underweight and I’m watching him for dehydration because the temperature here (California) has been pretty brutal.
Tomorrow or Monday we’re taking him to the vet to see if he needs to be on any medication or if there’s something else we can be doing for him. Given that our roommate is moving out at the end of the month and we’ll be struggling to make ends meet, I’m just hoping we’ll be able to offer him what he needs. Obviously if we can’t, we’ll find someone who can…but we’re already attached and would like to see this through rather than pass him off.
I’m not going to make some donation page or anything, but if anyone would like to donate a couple of dollars toward his vet visits (I’m planning on taking him frequently until he’s old enough to be fixed and is out of the woods for FKS), I would be eternally grateful. Our paypal is alleviating(at)gmail.com.
And if you’d like to keep an eye on Aleksei (what Wife named him)’s progress, I’ll keep pictures and updates on my cat-stagram, GrimmCats. :)
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Oh gosh! It’s been ages since I saw that one! o3o
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