just over a week ago i got a frantic call from my cousin's sister-in-law. her daughter found an abandoned kitten and they needed someone to care for it. "he's only about two weeks old! i'd take him but my dogs would eat him!" in this family, most of us are suckers for lost/abandoned animals. what else could i say but yes?
now i'm his momma cat. he won't eat from a dish, only from the medicine dropper. he follows me around and is, i think, actually around 5 weeks old - definitely a boy. he is orange and striped and dusty named him "samrich" to go along with their kitty "taco," since his momma ignored his suggestion and went ahead and named his baby brother gage.
samrich, or whatever his real name ends up being, gets kitty milk and likes to pee on the carpet. when i go to school, he goes to my mom's house. when i work for family he comes along in the carrier. he snuggles in hair and likes to chew on ears. i'm still not sure if i'll keep him, but for now he's very welcome in this big empty house.
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