A week ago Tuesday we were merrily taking our evening Pack Walk and we came upon these little two week (best guess!) old kittens, abandoned in a jerry can along the side of the road. Being such little tykes we knew they wouldn't survive for long left there and gullibly bundled them up and brought them home. I'm quite sure that the whole thing was planned and just knew that everyone we passed was snickering at the dumb suckers who fell for the "abandoned kittens" trick! We basically take the same Pack Walk every day so if anyone wants to dump tiny little creatures in hopes of gullible people stumbling across them, they know the time and the place to do so!
They were so tiny that I really didn't think that they would all survive, especially since our search around Entebbe at 7:30pm that night didn't yield any goat milk like we'd hoped. I syringed some watered down plain yogurt down them that night, and then one of my friends in Congo told me about easy to make kitty glop. I googled it and wow, what a life saver! Amazingly, one and a half weeks later the kitties are not only all alive, but thriving!!
We've been feeding them on evaporated milk mixed with water, a little bit of plain yogurt, egg yolks and a touch of veggie oil to keep things moving :) An eye drop bottle made the PERFECT kitten bottle, too!
She gets a little more feedback from the kittens than she ever did from her Kong :)
Indeed, God surely does have a sense of humor. For you see, I am a dog person. Like, a raving dog person. As I've gotten older I've found that cats actually sort of creep me out. They slither! And I don't like slithery things. Snakes are slithery.
And now, here I go to work in the morning, with my computer in one hand and my crate full of CATS in another. Oh yes, I take them to work with me. There I sit with my office mate, Richard, with a basin or crate full of kittens. No, I've NEVER pretended to be cool and YES, everyone knows I'm weird anyways! So it's not really any big surprise to anyone. And it's not the first time I've taken a cat to work with me, either. I used to take my kitten Cody with me too. Only he came stuffed in a backpack riding on my boda!
So yes, for the moment we have FIVE cats. Ha ha!! But it won't be for long. I plan on getting them spayed just as soon as I can and finding two of them homes! Three cats are okay - five are not!