Anyone Want a Cat?

This is our new friend, kitty-cat. Meow. Meow.

It showed up yesterday around our yard and in our garage. Looking to see if the man got the newspaper on the front porch, lo and behold, kitty-cat is taking a little snooze on our front doorstep.

If you know me at all, you would know I don't care too much for animals. I respect them, but do not cherish them. But this helpless little guy/gal has just gotten to me. The thing is he hasn't moved since I found him there this morning. It is weak; it is skin and bones. We tried tuna in a dish. He just shoved his face in it, but I had to take his head out of the bowl because I thought he was going to suffocate just laying in it. We tried milk and water in bowls also. He just is too weak.

The boys asked if they could keep him. Too bad Dave is allergic. So, I told them we would ask Papa Paul to keep it and they could visit anytime. Papa Paul said sure, bring it over, I'll put it to rest. Unbelievable.

Thus, my phone calls to local vets and humane societies ensued. The St. John Clinic asked if I wanted to have him euthanized. Another unbelievable. I'm just looking to see how to make him better and have someone adopt him at one point. Dave wants to keep him for the winter to get rid of the mice that will be swarming into our garage, the mice that want to get out of the cold for the winter from the construction zone.

As of now, I am waiting on a call back from St. John Animal Control. The Schererville Animal Control guy told me that they would come out and test for leukemia, AIDS, rabbis and what not. Then, they will decide whether kitty-cat will be worth saving.

I'm a bit sad about this little thing. It is barely moving out there on my doorstep. I believe it will die today if I don't do anything about it. That is a lot of pressure on me. Ugghhh.

I'll keep you posted.

And FYI, that's Dave's rug on the front porch. Can you guess which one is the old grouch?