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This morning was more or less a waste at work, depending on how you want to look at it. Matt, the service manager, came in with a kitten in his arms. He’d found it outside by our dumpster. The kitten can’t be any more than a few weeks old. It’s not old enough even to eat solid food.

Most of the morning, 3 hours exactly, was spent playing with the kitten, trying to calm it down, feeding it, giving it kitten milk and making sure that it was comfortable. It wasn’t all that scared. It was very curious. It hated being penned up in a box, and wanted to run around. She loved using me as a climbing pole, which I’m not.

After a bit of time, after she was sufficiently fed, she calmed down and started to relax and started to curl up on me. Sigh…. I really, really wanted to take her home. She’s a very pretty and very nice and very playful calico, white, tan, grey and beige. She was completely at home with me too once she’d settled down. It makes me miss my kitties all the more, and really makes me want to have one so small, but I can’t. Not yet. I can soon hopefully.

It was nice to have her look at me so unconditionally with love after she was all settled. I was very sad to see her go off in the kitty box with a co-worker’s husband to be taken to the vet and checked out.


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Sep. 9th, 2005 07:53 pm (UTC)
Sounds very cute:)
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Sep. 14th, 2005 11:10 am (UTC)
Re: Try not to be sad
The best part of the new living arrangement is that the same co-worker who took the kitten is the one I'll be living with! So, I'll get to see MIschief again, and maybe when it's time for me to move out take her with me. At least, we'd discussed that preliminarily. It'll depend on how attached they get. I may not take her, like I didn't take my cat with my dad, because of attachments.
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