What is the first thing I hear when I go out this morning to feed the fish? A kitten in distress! I hate that noise LOL!
He was hiding under the neighbor's house across the street yowling while they sat out in their yard chit-chatting and ignoring the sound coming from underneath their house. (did I ever say that I hate people?)
I asked if it was theirs (since I knew their next door neighbor wanted a kitten and might have gotten one, but I knew she was at work so I thought I'd help her kitten while she was gone). No, it wasn't theirs, they shrugged and continued on as if the kitten did not exist. (did I say I hate people?)
I walked over to where the woman works to ask if it was hers. Before I could even say anything, she asked if we were missing any kittens. LOL
I informed her (for the umpteenth time) that we have no kittens, that all of our cats are fixed but that I would keep my eye out for this one and keep it for her until she got off of work. She said she had seen it that morning and had fallen in love with it but that she was late and could not take it home, not to mention that she did not yet have a catbox or food.
On my way back home, it was on the neighbors porch and I asked the girl there if she would bring it to me, not wanting to go into their yard to get it so she did and I brought him home and fed him and packed up some bowls and food for Marge when she gets off work, so all she has to worry about immediately is a catbox and litter. He has a pretty bad case of worms too so we are going to offer to pay for his first visit to the vet if she can't afford it.
He is beautiful...bob-tailed and crosseyed LOL. I hope he likes it over there because all my cats (except for the cuddly Mr. Snuggles) want to kick his a$$!
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You know childhood is over when a puddle seems like an obstacle instead of an opportunity.
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[This message has been edited by Moni (edited 09-02-2001).]