So this morning, with towels in hand, I did exactly what I did on Sunday morning when I rescued Ginny. I plugged the hole of the tote shelter with a towel, knowing kittens were in there, and pulled the tote from under the board, tipped the tote upwards with towel covering opening, and drove home to let them out in the bathroom. THEY meaning the three kittens I just rescued this morning from Garson Avenue. Unfortunately, as I peeped in at them before I pulled out the tote, I saw only three. There are five. Not sure where the others went. I also think I saw mom, who was under the boards also, peering at me. I think she was upset about her babies. I set a kitten trap hoping to get the other two while I drove back home with the three. I had to go back after dropping the kittens off in my bathroom to replace the shelter and place food and water down for the others. Inside the trap was an older kitten that was unneutered. I couldn't just let it out. It - Ginger - will be going into the clinic this morning for spay/neuter. Just a kitten her/himself, but I must let it back out tomorrow morning. I am sure its feral. :(
|Ginger from Garson|
|SERGIO! (pronounced 'sayer gee oh')|
|TITO! (yes, my favorite vodka!)|
This is the second batch of kittens since I rescued Brownie, Fudgie and Chip earlier this year. Speaking of Chip. Look at this little rascal in his new home.
And here is a pic I took of Fudgie just this morning, and JOSE!. Brownie, well, he is in his new home and I haven't seen a new picture of her lately, but she looks just like Brownie, last time I checked.
Have a good day.
"The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy mischance after another, not because he does not feel them, but because he is a man of high and heroic temper."