There’s been a white cat sneaking around our back yard for a few days. Last night she showed up again with two tiny kittens in tow. They’re young enough that they’re still nursing from her. After a while she went somewhere, presumably to look for food, and left the two kittens on our patio. It’s getting cold enough at night here that I was worried that they wouldn’t make it through the night, but they did. The kittens are gorgeous little creatures, both of them a uniform dark charcoal.
We felt very tempted to take the kittens in and save them from miserable death by exposure, but as we already have two cats, we just can’t have more, so I called the vet and they suggested the Humane Society.
At this point it looks like the mommy picked up the little kittens as I don’t see them in the yard anymore, but if they return I guess we’ll have to call and see if the Humane Society has any room.
Dammit, I hate seeing things suffer, and especially to see them suffer for no particular reason except that some self-centered asshole was too lazy to spay their cat.
If you have a cat, have it spayed or neutered. There’s absolutely no valid excuse not to.
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Nic has a retinal tear and has his vision is saved by a laser.
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The Internet tells Nic to install Ubiquiti gear in his house, so he does, and now he has thoughts.
What I wish I’d known when I started podcasting.
Nic starts a new podcast about—gasp!—American sports.