I don't know if it got lost, it's mommy died, or if it just wandered off and knows how to get back home or what, but it was just crying up a
storm. I finally fed it some milk (Yes, before you assholes say it, I know cats aren't supposed to have milk, but we're not exactly equipped with the
perfect foods for lost kittens at the moment. I tried after to soak some of Lucy's dry food in some water so it could eat it, but it didn't want it.
Either it's full or they're not used to food yet. It's got some teeth, so it's not THAT young.) and petted it and it already likes me. I wish I
could bring it inside, but I don't know if it has fleas, parasites, anything Lucy could catch...including its little body if Lucy tries to maul it.
I'd normally ask my grandparents if they'd like to take it, now that their cat has passed, but since my grandma has cancer, her immune system is compromised and I don't want to risk it.
I might try to find a no-kill animal shelter in my town. I highly doubt there is one, but if there is, maybe they can find this kitten a good home. I've got a little bed made for it right now made from a cardboard box I cut the flaps and side out of and put down a towel and a carpet toilet seat cover we don't use anymore.
Poor kitty. It just breaks my heart.

Or maybe Ethel so
I'd have Lucy and Ethel.
I want a kitten.
But yeah, a cute young
little kitten? Those don't stick around long enough to be euthanized. There's always at least one old granny who needs a companion.

Short bus cats FTW!
