UPDATE: The Humane Society couldn't take Caruso. They're full up on foster parents who can take bottle babies. Luckily, I have a co-worker who not only has experience bottle feeding kittens, she has a cat who recently birthed and is still lactating. I took Caruso over there along with some formula. She'll keep me posted!

My co-worker Ben went outside the office and heard what sounded like a newborn kitten mewling. I started looking, and found a feral cat with two tiny kittens buried in the ivy under a tree at the edge of our property. One of the kittens, a little gray one, was crying with all his might. The mother cat hissed and ran off when I got close. (Oops.) We took the kittens and made sure they were OK, then put them back so the mom would return and move them. She did and all was well.

About an hour later, I took a bowl of cat food out to the mom. (We have a bag for the ferals that show up around the office sometimes.) I could hear the gray one still, so I walked down the parking lot intending to put the food near them, but not so close that I'd scare the mother. What I found was the gray kitten all by himself on the asphalt. I searched for the mom, but couldn't find her. then I thought maybe she was moving the other kitten and would come back for this one. So I left him out there by the food bowl.

30 minutes later, I checked and he was still there. He was curled up, no longer mewling, and clearly scared. Guys, I simply did not have the intestinal fortitude to leave him out there. I brought him inside, and after work I'm taking him to the Humane Society where I volunteer. Hopefully they'll be able to take him in, and then I can see him until he's adopted.

But I couldn't let him leave without taking photos, could I?

Due to his lung power, I named him 'Caruso'.



I'll keep you guys posted! Hopefully he'll get put up for adoption and find a wonderful family!