On the last day of school last year, my hubby rang me up and told me how some work men had been in the roof of the school above the drama room and they found a little kitten. Anyhooo to cut a long story short (being as you've already had a novel to read on here today) he brought said kitten home, she was soo tiny and fitted in the palm of his hand, she could barely keep her little head up and to tell you the truth I didn't think she would make it through the night. I gave her a little dropper with some water in it and we went to the vets to get some kitten milk, I fed her every two hours through the night and by the morning she was able to lap at the milk herself. It didn't take us long to notice that this poor little creature was blind and this was most likely reason the mother cat had left her behind in the roof. Well needless to say after much love and a lot of patience we now have the most loving and thankful kitten in the world, both my hubby and I have been rewarded a thousand times over with her beautiful purrs and loving nudges. We took her to the vets yesterday for her last jabs and the vet was so impressed with how well she has come along. She will never be able to venture outside on her own, but hubby will be building her a nice big run outside in the garden so she can feel the fresh air and sunshine on her fur, she sleeps on our bed and shadows my every move around the house. Her name is Polly, that's a whole other story, which I will tell you on another day. I've been dying to tell you all about her, but wanted to make sure she was going to make it through to a happy ending first.
Take care, lots of inky hugs from ....