Screamer june 29

Well... I did it again. There is now a little furball the size of my hand. My hands are not big. He is the only surviver of 7 kittens. Siamese, flame point. Slightly crossed eyes... i have a thing for those. I got him out of that evil house where the two kids had already cut his whiskers. He is supposed to be 6 wks, but looks like a runty 4. distended belly, barely walks, scared. dirty.

Kitten massages, replacement milk and kitten moist food, along with kitty vitamins. lots of pets, love and a temporary cage for the little houdini. I had to put him in dads garage (no cars in there or anything, and all dad said was "dear god how do you sleep??!!"

"what?"

"That cat!"

"i left him for 6 hrs, didnt you feed him???!!!" im gettin mad now

"the *(^^% thing was screaming all night!"

"oh that. thats nothing. He calms down when you hold him all the time"

" i am not his mother! he needs to grow up!"

"hes a cat, not a kid. I put him on my shoulder while i am walking around. Great neck warmer and the purrs are like a massage"

"beck...you need help. you have no life"

yeah...

*fairywand* its now aug 1

kitten has almost tripled in weight, doubled in size, and color points are starting to fill in. got some ear mites still. but we are working on that. he no longer is scared of people, runs like a banshee, and loves pets and walks on my shoulder.

he has a fozzy bear stuffed animal that is hooked to a rope for him to "sic" and swing on. fozzy is losing the fight.

screamer is a very happy kitty now. still have to keep him from jelly.

hes gonna be a little lion.