I hurried home and found them standing guard over what looked like a lifeless kitten. They had an old towel over it.
I scoped it up and we went home. I got the portable heater and set up a little warming area. The cat was cold and stiff. He was so skinny I thought he might have been run over by a car.
I felt along his bones and tried to see if I could feel anything broken. To my inexperienced fingers he felt intact.
I remembered we had an old heat pad and went looking for it. I turned it on low and put it in between the layers of the towel.
I heated up a bit of milk and found a small medicine syringe. I squitrred warm milk into the un responding mouth.
We said a little prayer and asked for what was best for the kitten. Boaz cried, but was brave and said the prayer.
Josh noticed it had some poop, so I cleaned it up.
We waited.
We continued to try and feed it.
We waited.
About three hours later I noticed it was pooping some more. I thought that was a good sign. It is always a good thing when the pluming works.
I cleaned him up again, got a new towel, and tried the milk again.
We noticed he was breathing better.
Boaz noticed first when he woke up. I fed him some milk. He was enthusiastic. After a few squirts, he decided to get up and find the true source. The little bowl less than a foot away.
Our kittie, Cinco, was not happy about the new cat. The new little guy started to explore.
Boaz took a few pictures, once he stopped crying. He was so happy we were able to save him. He has such a tender heart, my boy. I was afraid to take a picture when we were not sure he would make it.
We think he is only about three months old or so.
Once he got moving he was wonderfully curious. He wandered the hose for a bit.
Then he decided to cuddle.
Josh took this picture. The kitty likes people.
I was going to lock him in my bathroom for the night, but he was way to noisy. Boaz begged to sleep with him in the bathroom, so we changed plans and had them upstairs. The boys switched out in the middle of the night.
After Thea saw him in the morning, we started canvasing the neighborhood. It didn't take too long for his home to be identified and a family claim him as their Christmas miracle.
Our cats are still a bit freaked out, but after the laundry and a good vacuuming, I think they will settle down.
I love miracles.
