Last night I finished work at 10 o'clock but instead of driving straight home I decided to take a trip along the forest roads to see if I could spot any deer or wild boar roaming about.
As I was driving along in the rain my headlights passed over what looked like a little black fury ball tucked into the curb. I had to investigate...I drove a little further and found a spot to turn around and go back to check it out.
What I found was a sweet tiny black and white kitten shivering with cold and fright. I tried to pick her up but she was hissing quite a lot and cars were zooming by. Eventually I managed to get hold of her and get her to the safety of my car where I could see she had a little spot of blood on her nose.
I took her over to my sister's house where we warmed her up and John (my sister's other half) sorted out a little bowl of food which she gobbled up. Because she is so young we think she's been left by someone who possibly can't afford to keep her. There have been one or two stories in the local paper about sightings of kittens being thrown out of cars to fend for themselves...poor little things.
Well this little one isn't going to have to fend for herself if I've got anything to do with it. I've already named her Kerby and I'm hoping that we will become good friends.
This morning I checked her over and she's struggling to use one of her back legs but doesn't seem to be in too much pain because she'll let me touch her leg without any fuss. As I'm typing this she is at the vets waiting to be looked at to see if she is going to be OK. Please send little Kerby get well vibes so that I can keep her and love her because she's had such a bad start. xxx
By the way I'm only guessing that she is in fact a she....I'll keep you all updated on her progress as I get word.
Sorry about the blurred photo, I didn't want to freak her out too much by taking photo after photo.