SAY hello to Squeaker, the latest addition to our
cat sanctuary home. Ev called me on the freeway because she could hear a kitten meowing non-stop in our neighbour Richard’s shed, the same one that used to house Sponja’s offspring. I arrived home to have a torch shoved in my hand and was ordered to climb through our broken fence into Richard’s garden to rescue the little sod (the kitten, not Richard). Hoping our neighbour was a) a heavy sleeper and b) not armed I found Squeaker trapped in a cardboard box, unable to get out. Once I’d moved some stuff out of the way I got hold of him and brought him home.
We named him Squeaker because he will not shut up meowing, so the first thing we did was feed him:
That stopped him squeaking for about six nanoseconds, so we’ve been feeding him on and off for the past couple of hours. Thanks to KittenCare.com we realised he was also probably freezing cold, so he’s now wrapped in a blanket with a heating pad around it. He still won’t shut up, so I guess we can kiss any sleep goodbye tonight. But the important thing is that we saved him; now we just have to get him to shut up for a couple of hours.