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…;)