My friend called me tonight. I MUST get to her house…and quick. They found a kitten. A brand new kitten…under their deck. I asked if there was just the one. She said yes. So…I drove like Speed Racer…down the street to her house.
I was greeted by her daughter who was carrying the tiniest little kitten I have EVER seen. Tiny. Minute. And…so adorable.
So…I scooped it up. And…I drove like Speed Racer…back down the street. To my house. Where I showed my husband and children our new pet. Just what we needed…a fifth cat.
And then…I scooped that kitten out of my daughters arms. And…drove like Speed Racer…down the street and out of the sub…to the vet.
The vet told me I need to return the kitten to its Mommy. It’s too young to be away from her…she is only around 4 weeks old.
So…I scooped up the tiny little kitten. I jumped back into my car. And…did NOT drive like Speed Racer…back to my house.
Instead…I drove back to my friends house. And…I tried. Really. Really. Hard. To get that kitten (named Delilah) to go back under the deck. To go and join her siblings. Oh yes, by the way…there are a few more kittens under that deck. And NO, I’m not taking them…they wouldn’t come out from there anyways…thank goodness! I wanted her to wait for her Mommy…who we have yet to see (she must be kind of related to my husbands ex-wife).
But…she would NOT leave my side. This little kitten…Delilah…would not leave me. I guess…we adopted each other.
So…my friend who knows what a sucker I am for cats…I think I already told you that I have 4…we jumped into my car. With Delilah. And…we drove to Pet Smart. Where I purchased kitten formula and bottles.
Yes…I now am the proud mommy to a little kitten. Who still needs to suck on a bottle. Because she is too young to be away from her mommy.
What is it that I’ve gotten myself into?
I’m such a sucker. A sap. A bleeding heart.
This isn’t the first time, either. My youngest cat, who is almost 4…she came to me almost the same exact way.
There has GOT to be something wrong with me!
I need an eraser or something…so that I’m not walking around with the word “SUCKER” written on my forehead. One day, it may be taken the wrong way…;)
XOXO
You just love baby kittens, oh how I would be the exact same way!
ok 4 weeks, keep her warm,(got heating pad? on low) warm milk
when you feed her, if the bottle doesn’t work an eye dropper, or plunger type dropper like you use for kids liquid meds. After eating, burping the kitten just like baby. then rub gently on belly, and use toilet paper to help
the little kitten toilet, I’ve also used warm water to that area to
help that process. Try to keep track of weight gain on scale.
At this age you can also try soft kitten food 1/2 teaspoon with
formula. in a feeder at first and increase amt of food until age
8 wks. A kitten will like baths with warm wash clothes, simular
to Mom cat giving bath. Let me know if you need more help….?
awwwwwww…. sweet!
Awwww…what a sweet story. You may want to get that off your forehead though because it certainly could be taken the wrong way.
I’m exactly the same way. We have 5 cats and they all came to me rather than me going after them. They’re all old and cranky now (age range from 7 to 14) so any new kittens would probably be in grave danger.
You are a sweetheart! Are you going to show us pictures of this wunderkitten?
Aww. Who can resist a whitto bitto kitten! Well, except for me. But ONLY because I have allergies. Otherwise, I’d be a total sucker too!
Hmmmm… where do you live exactly? (I may need to drop off a few “kittens”– j2, A1, A2 and a Miss Ky kittens to be exact)
I have the same word tatooed on my forehead!! My baby Tucker, who is 2 years old now came to me the same way, he was about 3 weeks old and we bottle fed him for months!!! He is still my baby!!
That is so, so precious. I am a sucker for small beautiful animals too.
AWWW! That’s so sweet that it wouldn’t go back to it’s momma. Now it has you!! Adorable. 😉
Good luck with your new baby kitty!
Enjoy. My kids would do anything for a “baby cat.” You are so not a sucker. Just very sweet.
We just became the proud owners of two 11 week old kittens on Saturday (I posted pics of “Elvis” and “Bella” today). At 11 weeks they’re definitely independent… and quite a handful – I feel for you with the bottles and formula! Good Luck!