We Have A Guest

Today is opening day to vote for Fudge. Rob and I were both a bit  displeased with the way the contest is being run. We would have preferred all the photos be displayed at once instead of having to scroll thru. In case you're thinking of voting, he's number 89 Fudge. We also don't like the idea of giving them so much info, but then we can always fib on that. Who would know?

If you're still interested in voting go here. That's a radio station www.alice955.com .  Click on the ad for the Subaru spokesdog contest. Scroll down and fill in the form. You can fib if you want. Once you fill it in, it'll ask what dog you want to vote for.  Fudge is #89. You can vote once per email address (I have three) and vote every day thru January 4. If you don't want to go thru all that nonsense, that's OK, too. Fudge is famous in Blogville and that's good enough for him.

Now, back to our guest. We live at the end of dead end street. Unfortunately there are some not very nice people who think it's a good place to leave animals that they don't care about. Last night at last call time Rob took Syd and Mac out front on leash and I took Morgan. Across the street sat a kitten. Syd saw it immediately and started screeching. The cat ran toward us.

While Rob dragged Syd and Mac, barking and screeching back into the house, I picked up the kitten. He was purring loudly. It was very cold here last night, in the 20s and this kitten looked about three months old, not old enough to be out on his own on a cold winter night.

We brought him into the garage, fed him and put him in the puppy carrier overnight. The dogs were out of their minds with excitement. They didn't see him but they sure knew he was there.

This morning we took him by our vet clinic. We hoped someone might want a Christmas kitten, but nobody did. They all held him and weighed him, he weighs 4 pounds and they dosed him with Revolution to get rid of his fleas.

Then we took him to the Humane Society. The lady was very nice but told us they are filled up and have more cats than they do cages to hold them. We explained that we have ten dogs and we can't keep him, so she said to bring him back on Friday morning and she'll make room. She gave us some kitten food and said he's so pretty that he should be adopted quickly.

When we got home, we went to work. Rob set up the crate that Mackey no longer uses. We put it in the garage behind the dog barrier so they can't see him.

We gave him a litter box and some food and water. I even found a couple of plastic balls with bells inside for him to play with. He has a blanket to curl up in and seems fairly content. He'd much rather be sitting on my lap, but for the next couple days, he has a safe home out of the cold.

What is wrong with people to throw away a baby like this on a freezing night. If you don't want a cat, don't get one. If you don't want kittens, get your cat spayed. If you have a cat you don't want for some reason, find it a home where it'll be loved or get a shelter to help you. The same goes for dogs and whatever else. I just don't get people who don't value these little lives.

By the way, I call him Stormy because his coat is the color of a storm cloud and no he's not staying.