This morning, I received a phone call from a woman on her way to work on the I-5 Freeway. As she was getting off the offramp, the car ahead of her (traveling at a good rate of speed) tossed a bundle onto the side of the road. Most of the bundle hit the guardrail, some of it didn’t. I think those of you who rescue or follow my blog know what is coming.
This good samaritan stopped and took the kittens to the vet (there were five of them). Out of the five, there was one survivor. That’s when I got the call.
He is three weeks old, Mackeral tabby with a broken tail but no other “visual” injuries. He has eaten, he has peed, he has not pooped which is not good under the circumstances, but kitten formula is hard on babies, because of the milk within.
The only way I can keep him is in Isolation which means I run out there every two/three hours to feed him. But he is warm, he is safe and he is incredibly lucky.
Here he is after feeding:
Why, why, why, do people have to be so cruel!!!!! So heartbreaking 4 of them didn’t make it but happy there are people out there that stop and do right by these fur babies. This fur baby is precious. Good luck MA and may God continue to bless you!
Who could throw away anything that looks like that?
We trust there is a special ring of Hell for folks who do things like that.
Purrrrrrring that the last kitteh survives.
Ugh! I’m speechless on how cruel people can be to animals and each other. I’m glad one kitty made it – sent a prayer for the others to RIP.
YAY! After feeding a combination of pureed baby food/canned pumpkin and KMR we have poop! Not red or tarry to indicate internal damage, darker than it should be but suspect that would be from the stress of his unexpected heave-ho. We have poop and I am breathing again-
His name shall be Mason after a famous “highwayman” in the 18th century.