Ralph Waldo Emerson
Mar 12, 2012-- "He was all soaking wet. The house had been power washed earlier but no one knew there was a baby kitty over in the bushes or that he had gotten wet. I cleaned him off with paper towels in case he had offensive tasting soap on him and put him back down and went back inside so the mama could get her baby. After much sitting there watching him cry, she walked away and didn't come back. I ran over to Wal-Mart, got a kitten bottle and kitten replacement milk and took the baby home. I got up throughout the night to feed him and help him with his toilet needs and he slept in my drawer. That night, I thought, I will sneak him into the office in a shoe box on Friday morning." (12057 reads)
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