I rescued an abandoned kitten this morning on my way to work. Just as I walked into my building, I noticed a tiny little kit in the mulch by the road. If it rolled over twice, it would be in the street. So tiny, it’s weren’t even open. It can’t even stand.

No sign of her mother, I picked it up. After a quick explanation to my boss (along with the requisite oohing and ahhing by my coworkers), I brought it to the vet and then brought it home. We’re going to explore options with finding its home or keeping it. Despite having several cats, I just can’t see sticking it in a kennel or pound.

My cats keep wondering into the room with a ‘what’s that smell?’ sort of glare. They’ve slowly found the little critter and GLARED. Oh lord, you would have though I deprived them dinner, they’re glaring so hard.

I’m not sure what would compel a mother cat to abandon her kit, though I know it does happen. In some ways, I would almost rather than. The alternative is that it was abandoned by a human, which is a breech of responsibility I just can’t stand.

I generally care for animals more than humans. And right now, I have a new kit that needs some care.