EDIT: it's settled, the kitten's name is now Amber as she actually turned out to be gold and brown instead of a grey. plus, it sounds more lady like then Jitterbug. (my mom named her now that she got aquainted with the kit )

once again, some lost, lonely and sick little kitten has squeaked her way into my soft squishy heart and made me take her home.

in the last three days, walking home from work was bad because not only are the streetlights cut off for some reason, but the sound of a kitten can be heard somewhere in the construction site for the new house on the block.

needless to say, it was heartbreaking because I new it was orphaned by the second day if it wasn't moved by it's mother. on the third day (aka today) the street lights were on and I wasn't able to ignore the sad cries anymore. so I climbed about lugging my heavy bag with me trying to find the little runt while making ridiculous kitty-friendly noises to lure it out.

imagine my surprise when the first thing I see is a mucky face with two HUGE lumps where the eyes should be. it was so gross, by all rights I should have abandoned the idea of rescuing it and left. but pity for the miserable thing made me grab it the second it was within reach (took a few tries to get there, mind you. it was blind, but my shadow still had a way of spooking it)

first thing I said getting home was "MOM! what does this have, and how can I fix it?" and she was all "NOT ANOTHER ONE!"

you can guess we have a history for rescuing strays. in any case. once I freshened up, I took the little dirt ball and started giving it a bath along with a tea-bag treatment on it's bulging eyelids to see what the deal was.

well, it turned out it's eyes were crusted shut and filled with more puss then an infected ear canal. I must have cleared over 2 table spoons of the smelly puke-invoking crud from the poor thing's head. the good part is that it's eyes were still there (thank God) they were just sorta pushed in from the pressure.

after the bath, I cleared out it ears with Q-tips and had my mom help me with dropping in some eye-wash eye-drops into its eyes. once she was toweled off, it was off to the fun part. feeding it. we had some left over cans of cat food from the last stray I rescued and this little kit was literally wolfing it down. I never saw a kitted so hungry that it scooped and swallowed its food without even biting it more then once. that's how hungry she was.

after taking her fill, she looked about and climbed on my knee purring in gratitude. which impressed me as it usually takes 24 hours for a kitten to take to us after we go through the tortur of bathing, fixing and feeding them. but this little fuzz face was in quite a mess before I came along. she's a little gray speckled thing with black paw pads and black lipstick. and super long whiskers. one of the prettier cats I've ever rescued. she looks about 5 weeks old, but is too skinny to really tell.

a few days of good cat food and some love with get her nice and fatty. and if she stays, sassy.

I'm currently calling her Jitterbug because she was very shaky the whole time I held her while bathing and such. but I doubt that will be her actual name in the end.

just another animal story, take care all.
Wazzy

PS: expect a new EH page soon.