I was walking the dog on Thursday afternoon around our heavily wooded property. It had turned cold and we were expecting some snow and bitter temperatures. When I neared the road, I saw a shiny red car pulled over, I heard a car door slam, and the shiny red car took off in a hurry.
I live in a very rural area with no other houses nearby. Our house sits 500 ft from the road and is not visible through the trees. “Another drop- off” I said to the dog. I put him in a stay and went to look for the drop-off. There was nothing there.
The next afternoon when I got home from the office, my husband said, “There was a kitten trying to get into the house today. I gave it some food.” Apparently the kitten ate all it was given and then disappeared into the woods. I was fairly certain we would see it again.
No kitten the rest of that day or on Saturday.
Sunday morning, hubby drove to the market for a few dinner supplies. When he returned home a short while later he said, “The cat I fed the other day is sitting on the side of the road across the street from our driveway. It’s just sitting in a depression in the snow.” I knew what was coming next…”We can’t just leave it there to freeze to death”
We immediately went down to the road with warmed towels in tow to see what we could do.
It was indeed a kitten, maybe 5 or 6 months old. It was skin and bones and surely would have frozen to death in very short time. It was just sitting there, as if waiting for its owners to come and retrieve it. It was the same spot the drop-off must have occurred.
We wrapped it in towels and warmed it as best we could. We made a box with a bed of straw, we brought food and water and a makeshift litter box to the garage. We added a space heater and now we are hoping for the best.
This little kitty is exhausted and I’m not at all sure she is well. I may have considered bringing her indoors except that we have the dog and another cat and I was concerned about bringing something contagious inside.
For now, she is warm and fed and resting.
My heart is sad and I have a deep anger toward the person who made the terrible decision to dispose of an unwanted pet this way. I guess they think, out of sight, out of mind.
If they could just know how much this poor kitten has suffered, would it have mad a difference?