I also rescued 3 perfect little black kittens today too. They were probably about 5-6 weeks old. If this had been July, they would've never made it out of the shelter:
By the time I had arrived at the foster home, one of them had pooped and managed to roll in it. (Thankyouverymuch.) Many thanks to the foster Mom AND her roommates for allowing the extra kitten - I know 2 kittens was max....but what's "one more"? :)
I was pretty happy to be rescuing "Muffin" from the shelter today:
Esztella who reads this blog emailed me and offered to help Muffin. Muffin's former owner had surrendered him because she became so disabled that she could no longer care for him. It was my understanding that she was nearly hysterical at the shelter when she left him. I wish there was some way I could tell her that Muffin was OK and going to be loved forever. If you met Muffin, you'd know he must've been a VERY loved cat. He was the only "Good boy" in the car today!
Within a few minutes after I arrived home, Esztella sent me the following picture - it must've been taken within minutes of Muffin's arrival to her home:
Imagine the joy that this picture brought me!! The memories of the crummy bodily-function- filled journey dissolved and my heart filled with nothing but joy for the rescue.
Doesn't his face seem to be filled with gratitude? It hardly looks like the same cat.
You're welcome Muffin-Man :)