Here I am in my micro-size bathroom with the stray kitten I took home tonight. She is smaller than she appears. She has also consumed an entire 5 oz can of food--what my two large adult cats split between them for a meal! Now she's happily farting away. I saw her at 9 pm tonight on my way home and tried to leave her there, but I just couldn't. She's the ONLY ONE (I swear) out of the numerous neighborhood strays I've ever brought home because of concern about what my own cats would do and not wanting to expose them to diseases she might have. She's quarantined in the bathroom.

 

I think what sold me on her was that she looked rough, but not that rough; she appears to have a slight eye infection and ate the food I offered like she was starving. She'll have to be checked out by a vet to know for sure, but she looks healthy. And... she meowed at me like she was asking for help. We had a little chat, then I walked away, then went back and gave her the can of food... now here we are.

 

At first she freaked out when we got here, setting off all the neighbor cats with her loud crying. In the bathroom, which was not pre-kitten-proofed, she crashed around like a wild creature fighting for it's life. A short time later, she was snuggled contentedly in the litter box I made for her from a shoe box, purring like it was the nicest bed ever. Maybe she'll use the hot water bottle in towel set up for the toilet. Whatever keeps her content and quiet. I think she is sleeping!

 

Not long after bringing her home, I checked on her and she was purring and snuggly. She got used to me fast and let me rub her tummy and pick for fleas. I didn't see any... which makes me wonder if she's somebody's pet who had a flea treatment and escaped. She didn't have a collar and is too young to be out  on her own at night. Tomorrow she's going to either Sante D'Or or the North Central Shelter because I can't foster her or keep her here. If I had more room, I'd keep her because she is so sweet!!