I suspect that my beloved Sian and Lady Bastet have teamed up to mend my broken heart

[Siwsan]

Monday I saw a tiny black kitten on the deck. I waited and waited for the mom to show up and take the kitten, occasionally feeding him with some of the replacement milk I keep in stock. I set up a Blink camera so I could see if mom returned but at 9pm the baby was still there so I brought him inside.

In the morning I put him back, just to see if she'd show, and I ran up to the store to get supplies, just in case she didn't. When I got home all I could hear was a frightened kitten, SCREAMING. Needless to say, he is no longer outdoors. I know bringing in a likely abandoned kitten is risky. The mom may have abandoned him for a good reason but I could NOT leave things without trying to save him.

Interestingly, this was the same place I first saw Sian, the same month of the year. A sign? Who knows. The kitten is probably 2, close to 3 weeks old and I suspect a bit undernourished. I'm taking care of that.

So meet Merlin. He is small but VERY vocal, bright eyed, ears are popping up and I think I see the tips of baby teeth showing through. He loves to sit and sleep on my shoulder. He's had his first flea bath. I'm doing feedings around the clock, so not getting much sleep, but that's fine. Next on the list is a vet visit, probably next week. He should be old enough, by then, to start the whole routine.

I'll keep you posted on his progress.