Hi everybody,
I think it's time for you to meet Freya, my new beautiful kitten.
On past November 14, I was driving past a roadside restaurant not far from home. It's one of those restaurants where truck drivers stop to eat and rest overnight. Due to the lockdown and restrictions, the restaurant isn't fully working, but someone is still around.
While I was driving past, my eyes spotted some kittens moving in the parking lot, so I pulled in and walked to where I saw them. They were three very small kittens and a mama cat. I slowly got closer to them, but the mama saw me approaching and moved fast to a hiding spot. Two of the three kittens quickly followed her, but one was moving slower and I was able to grab her by her scruff. Her eyes were sore and filled with pus, this slowed her down. I held her tight in my hands and against my chest while she was crying her head out, biting my hands and chest through the sweater, and I ran back to my car, which always has a cat carrier in the boot. I pushed the kitten in the carrier and promptly drove to the local vet.
The kitten was thin, dirty, flea-ridden and with sore eyes. They treated her for everything they could and held her for further checks. We all agreed that she was not older than 6 weeks, dating her to October 1st. Her weight was just 500 grams.
Needless to say that I fell in love with her immediately, and kept checking on her everyday while she was still hospitalized at the practice, until came the day when I decided to bring her home. I still had to treat her for a mycosis on her ears, but now she's fine, and yesterday she received her first vaccine. Now she weighs 1.2 kg.
Likewise, needless to say that, on the following days, I did my very best to rescue the other two kittens, boy (ginger) and girl (tabby grey with two orange spots), along with their mother (recently spayed and now permanent guest of the local shelter). The two siblings, after all the treatments for minor ailments, have been adopted out to two families and are fine.
I also noticed 10 more cats (aged 5 months to 2 years) at that parking lot, and I've been able to rescue 8 of them so far. They are all at the local shelter now, safe from the dangers of the road and the freezing cold.
Well, enough of this long story, meet Freya! She's lovely, playful, fun and smart, and loves me to bits, always stuck to me, forgetful of the day when I kidnapped her from her family.
I dreamed of having a cat with this name for years, now I have her
Freya in a photo on Christmas Day
I think it's time for you to meet Freya, my new beautiful kitten.
On past November 14, I was driving past a roadside restaurant not far from home. It's one of those restaurants where truck drivers stop to eat and rest overnight. Due to the lockdown and restrictions, the restaurant isn't fully working, but someone is still around.
While I was driving past, my eyes spotted some kittens moving in the parking lot, so I pulled in and walked to where I saw them. They were three very small kittens and a mama cat. I slowly got closer to them, but the mama saw me approaching and moved fast to a hiding spot. Two of the three kittens quickly followed her, but one was moving slower and I was able to grab her by her scruff. Her eyes were sore and filled with pus, this slowed her down. I held her tight in my hands and against my chest while she was crying her head out, biting my hands and chest through the sweater, and I ran back to my car, which always has a cat carrier in the boot. I pushed the kitten in the carrier and promptly drove to the local vet.
The kitten was thin, dirty, flea-ridden and with sore eyes. They treated her for everything they could and held her for further checks. We all agreed that she was not older than 6 weeks, dating her to October 1st. Her weight was just 500 grams.
Needless to say that I fell in love with her immediately, and kept checking on her everyday while she was still hospitalized at the practice, until came the day when I decided to bring her home. I still had to treat her for a mycosis on her ears, but now she's fine, and yesterday she received her first vaccine. Now she weighs 1.2 kg.
Likewise, needless to say that, on the following days, I did my very best to rescue the other two kittens, boy (ginger) and girl (tabby grey with two orange spots), along with their mother (recently spayed and now permanent guest of the local shelter). The two siblings, after all the treatments for minor ailments, have been adopted out to two families and are fine.
I also noticed 10 more cats (aged 5 months to 2 years) at that parking lot, and I've been able to rescue 8 of them so far. They are all at the local shelter now, safe from the dangers of the road and the freezing cold.
Well, enough of this long story, meet Freya! She's lovely, playful, fun and smart, and loves me to bits, always stuck to me, forgetful of the day when I kidnapped her from her family.
I dreamed of having a cat with this name for years, now I have her
Freya in a photo on Christmas Day