03-20-2008, 01:28 PM
I lived in Mexico for a while and was having a real hard time with the language and situation after living there for about 6 months. One day I was walking down the road going home and when I got to the house there was this still-blind kitten sitting in the middle of our driveway. I have no idea how she got there, but I couldn't leave her there.
Everday I would feed her baby formula (they didn't have kitten formula there) from a syringe. She didn't take to it and I was sure she wasn't going to make it. One night it all just hit me with being away from home and the poor cat dying that I just prayed that the cat wouldn't die because I wasn't sure I could take it. I went to bed thinking she wouldn't be alive in the morning.
To my surprise when i woke up that goofy little kitten was playing with a paper ball that hadn't made it into the wastebasket. She continued to put on weight and every morning she would wake me up to play fetch with a paper ball.
After awhile I had to move back to the states and naturally my kitten couldn't go. I found her a good home, but the day I actually gave her away was the first time I truly (and I can't believe I'm admitting this) balled since I was a little boy.
I've lost contact with her owners, but last I talked to them she was doing just fine.
Pills, I miss you still.
Everday I would feed her baby formula (they didn't have kitten formula there) from a syringe. She didn't take to it and I was sure she wasn't going to make it. One night it all just hit me with being away from home and the poor cat dying that I just prayed that the cat wouldn't die because I wasn't sure I could take it. I went to bed thinking she wouldn't be alive in the morning.
To my surprise when i woke up that goofy little kitten was playing with a paper ball that hadn't made it into the wastebasket. She continued to put on weight and every morning she would wake me up to play fetch with a paper ball.
After awhile I had to move back to the states and naturally my kitten couldn't go. I found her a good home, but the day I actually gave her away was the first time I truly (and I can't believe I'm admitting this) balled since I was a little boy.
I've lost contact with her owners, but last I talked to them she was doing just fine.
Pills, I miss you still.