Thursday, July 29, 2010

Wild Baby Beast

Today my friend Polly rescued a cute little feral kitten from blindness. Poor little mite has probably been abandoned by its mother. First thing we saw was this little thing staggering out of the shed door at the end of our patio -- it was mewing away and very wobbly on its legs. Polly went over to have a look and realized its eyes were not open -- lots of muck sealing them shut.

Every summer we find wild cats somewhere on our place. Most often they find a way into the loft/attic space above the ceiling in the bedrooms. We are happy to let them have this space as it keeps other varmints, namely mice, at bay. The thing is though that we are careful not to 'befriend' them in any way as it doesn't help them when it comes to surviving when we leave -- its a matter of peaceful, non-interfering, co-existance!

But we, and especially Polly, could not watch the poor little mite suffer and had to come to the rescue. So Neil got a pail of warm water and with some QTips/cotton buds and soft cotton make-up removal pads she patiently and carefully cleared the little eyes of the muck. Her husband, Chris, pointed out that now there is the possibility that the creature, having had Polly as her first sight/vision(!) consider her to be 'Mom/Mum'!

So now we are in St. Cere and rather hoping that while we are gone Mother Cat will return to find a 'miracle' cure and the family unit will be restored ...

Update: Upon our return home we found the kitten had disappeared -- not to have been seen since -- however, we do believe we can hear what sound possibly like a family of cats up in the mystery regions of the house!

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