
Sometimes, though, life makes a decision for you. We found this little fellow hanging around with our neighbor's cat, looking very skittish and hungry. It took some coaxing, but I managed to get close enough to start petting him. He was (and still is) so unbelieveably bony, so I left him at the bottom of our stairs to go get Ariel. She immediately declared that we needed to feed him, so we gave him a bit of turkey from the fridge. He still wasn't too sure about us yet but (much like myself) couldn't pass up a free meal.
After that, we were concerned for him. He was very wild, but not quite feral yet, and we wanted to see if we could find him a home somewhere. Unfortunately, because it was so late at night, there was little we could do for him. I knew if we left him outside, we'd never be able to find him in the morning, so we took him inside. Long story short, he warmed up to us, and by the time we got up the next morning, it was clear we were going to keep him.
The kitten is still a little bit twitchy about humans, especially new people, though he's quickly becoming very affectionate towards myself and Ariel. He seems very happy after only a few days of real food and shelter, and he's turning out to be (mostly) one of the sweetest, mildest kittens I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Perhaps the best thing, though, is that he seems to have already been litter-trained. I wonder just how long he was running around for before we found him. Poor little fellow. At least things are looking up for him these days.
Ariel agreed to let me be the one to make the decision about his name, since he's my first cat. If anyone has any suggestions on a name for him, I'd love to hear them. I can't promise I'll use them, but I'd love any input you have!




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