Once again, kitten season is in full  swing.
On March 4 I got the first call.  A mama cat had left a  black and white newborn kitten on the second floor roof of a house, of  all places.  The family tried to climb up and retrieve the baby, but it  fell to the concrete below before they could get to it.  Upon rushing it  to the vet school, they were told it was fine and to call the cat  rescue.
It spent the first 24 hours breathing like it was going  to die at any moment, but eating like crazy anyway.  Kiseki (Japanese  for "miracle") is getting stronger every day.  We did try to put her  with a mother cat that came to us when she was 4 days old, but she was  so used to the bottle by then that she couldn't figure out how to latch  on, and so will continue to be here.
The second call came on the  10th.  A beautiful brown tabby kitten in the back yard, eyes well opened  but still very young, found mama's body in the woods behind the house.   We can only figure she went scrounging for food, and a dog or raccoon  got her.  Enter Forrest, a week older than Kiseki, but happy to have a  small sibling.  Doing very well so far.
Then today.  Born last  Tuesday, only survivor of a litter of 3.  Mama has a severe upper  respiratory infection and will not eat or drink.  Baby is at risk of  contracting the illness, so has to be taken away.  He is solid black and  does not like the bottle.  We can't put him with the other two until we  are sure he doesn't have the upper respiratory issue, so he is living  in my shirt.  The other two are girls we think.  This one is so  obviously a boy that Bigger Girl wants to name him Jules.  I will have  to think about that one.
And so it begins again.  From now until  December, I shall live with kitten formula stains on my clothes, scratch  marks from kitten claws all over my chest and stomach, kitten mess on  towels and washcloths and in the corners of the rooms when they won't  take the time to go all the way to the box, and put in hours with  bottles and medicine and chasing adult cats away from the kitten chow.
Yes,  I love it.  It's great, awful, fabulous work, if you can get it.  The  pay is lousy, too -- round the clock feedings and my adult cats getting  mad if there are too many kittens and messing on the beds and the stove  to show their displeasure.
It's worth every minute.
This  kitten season is dedicated, by me anyway, to the memory of my friend and  mentor in the business, Miss Jan, who died suddenly a couple of weeks  ago.  She is sorely missed.
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12 hours ago
Oh, I'm glad to hear about Kisecki! I was afraid to ask. And good for you, for doing this work. I get mad at people who buy cat food and put it out to feed 'all the poor little kitties' but refuse to bother with a spay and release program. Feeding leads to breeding, which leads to kitten rescue.
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