From Meow to Mew

Sweet Molly Malone and Portia have found a better, more permanent home, and we are pet-less.

But not without a critter to care for.

My friend Chris, who took the cats, put a tiny kitten into my care for the next couple of weeks. She's about 9 days old, the runt of the litter, and needs a little extra attention as she sometimes refuses to suck on the bottle.

She's not a particularly good-looking cat, but she already snuggles and she already purrs, so I suppose those are the two main ingredients in a companion cat.

She has two siblings, to whom she will be returned when (and if) she stabilizes.

I'm glad to have this soft, warm, purring thing to try to keep alive. The effort itself will be good for me, regardless of the outcome. Nice consolation prize.