I have a new kitten! Last Tuesday my guy called me at work and said he saw a tiny kitten scavenging for food in our driveway and then hiding in the wheel well of the car. He tried to catch the kitten but it ran away and he couldn't. That's when he called me. After that, he went to the driving range and when he came back he saw the kitten was still there, under the porch. He managed to corner him under the steps, grab him and put him in the carrier. He called me again at work and said he got the kitten. I didn't know what we were going to do, especially since we already have two cats, but I knew we had to help it.
When I got home from work the kitten was still in the carrier with a bowl of water and some food. he looked so tiny in there. I spent the next few hours cleaning out/kitten proofing the spare room, and going to the store to get some kitten food. Luckily I had an extra litter box that has low walls and a spare cat bed that neither of my cats will lay in.
We opened the door to the carrier when the room was ready and the kitten wouldn't come out! We put a bowl of fresh food outside the door and left the kitten alone. When we checked back a half hour later the food was gone and the kitten wasn't in the carrier anymore. We looked around and saw him hiding in the bottom shelf of the book case. He looked so small and scared.
The next day I did tons of research about the best way to socialize feral kittens. I couldn't tell but I thought he was about 6-7 weeks old, so that is actually an ideal age to socialize him. When I got home from work, the kitten was moving around the room but as soon as I opened the door he scurried over to the bookshelf. He was hungry and I began working with him with some chicken baby food. I dipped my finger in it and let him lick it off, slowly leading him with the food to come out from the book shelf and eventually climb on me. Don't you know the whole process that my research told me may take days or even weeks took minutes! In about five minutes he went from cowering in the bookshelf
and finally he climbed right on my lap to get some of the baby food.
This is also when I saw that he is a boy. I then gave him a dish of canned kitten food and gently touched his belly while he was eating it to get him used the idea. When he was done I picked him up. He was okay with that as long as I held him to my body so he felt secure. I sat down on the chair and he scurried onto my shoulder.
Then he laid across my shoulder and he wouldn't come down.
When I eventually got him to come down he curled up on my lap and just purred and went to sleep.
From this moment I just fell in love with him and I knew I had to keep him.
The next day I gave a lot of thought about what to name him. I thought of a lot of names that were cute but just didn't fit. Then I saw Oliver. He looks like an Oliver, the nickname Ollie is equally as cute, he is an orphan like Dickens' Oliver Twist plus Oliver and Co. was a movie I liked a lot when I was about 4. So his name is Oliver.
When I got home from work I fed him a little further away from the bookshelf which I could see was his comfort zone.
He might be cutest thing I have ever seen. You can probably see in the above pictures he had a runny nose and eyes. Poor little thing. I made him a Vet appointment for Monday.
I took him into the living room and he sat on my lap and just purred and cuddled and went sleep and turned over and slept some more pretty much all evening.
On Friday when I came home he was sleeping in the cat bed I put in there for him instead of the bookshelf!
I also read that it is a good idea for his stuffy nose to take him in the bathroom and run the shower so he breaths the steamy air for 5-10 minutes. I did that and while we were in there he just laid calmly on my lap.
It seemed to work as far as giving him some relief. We cuddled pretty much all evening again I even fell asleep with him in my arms. I just love this little guy so much.
On Saturday I set up the tripod to get a picture of me and Ollie together.
he still sleeps a lot but is getting more and more active every day.
Of course Lena, having been an only cat for 6 years gets a little jealous.
Ollie slept on my lap for much of the day on Sunday.
Do you spot miss-jealous in the above picture?
Of course he played too. The cutest thing happened when he was playing with his mouse and then fell asleep with it like it was a Teddy Bear.
On Monday he went to the Vet. He has conjunctivitis and a "wormy belly" so he got a dewormer, eye drops, and the only vaccination he is old enough for. The Vet estimated he is about 8 weeks old. So that means he was about 7 weeks on Tuesday when we found him.
So that was my first week with Oliver. I know there are a lot of pictures. He is just so darned cute I can't help taking tons, and I figured - who doesn't like cute pictures of kittens?