Last night Shi Shu was going apeshit about something behind the shed.
Figuring it was the local possum again, The Lovely Harvey went to investigate. As she got closer she hear a kitten mewling. She called me out there to help and as the photo above attests, it was not A kitten mewling, but three. Two males and a female. The center one in the pic is the female.
No sign of momma-cat anywheres.
The each took about 12cc of half-n-half and about a 1/3 of a can of wet kitten food between them.
It's great news they're weaned enough to eat the wet-food.
Marv came up and he's taken charge of the black male. Being the most curious and adventuresome, we dubbed him Trouble.
The other two are still here and we're not certain what to do. Prolly end up with two new cats. That's the way of things, it seems. Shi Shu is of the impression that they are chew toys, and if we can't get him to figure the whole don't kill them thing... But for now a plastic tub suffices to keep them segregated.
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