A Kitten Update

For those of you interested in the kitten saga, here's how it played out.

Tuesday evening when I called the vet to make an appointment, they recommended that I not bring the kitten inside until it had been checked out, so as not to risk infecting Gizmo. Agreeing that it was probably a better idea to leave it outside, I did what they said.

I woke up in the middle of the night to the sounds of a thunderstorm and pouring rain and immediately started worrying about the kitten. I tossed and turned until my alarm went off and as soon as I was dressed I went out to check on the little kitty. It was no where to be found. I called for it, and I left water in case it came back. I even drove up and down the alley before leaving for work to see if I could see it in someone else's yard. I didn't see it, but I secretly hoped it would come back. It didn't. It never came back. I was a bit sad, but I reasoned that Gizmo would probably be happier having me all to herself, anyway.

Then Friday night I went across the alley to visit my favorite neighbors and who came rubbing up against my legs but Squirrel. (He really does look like a squirrel with his pointy ears and bushy tail.) Apparently he took shelter under their neighbors' fuel-oil tank Tuesday during the storm and they found him the next morning. He's being well cared for by my cat-loving neighbor. I can see him whenever I like, and Gizmo gets to keep her reign over the house.