And now we have five

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.