The dangers of country roads

When I got off work today, I was hungry. And Jennifer had said she was going to pick up some pizzas for dinner. So when it was time to clock out, I bolted home.

When I got here, I was met by my lovely fiance, but the pizza was not here yet. Jennifer left to get them about an hour before Josh had to go to work. 6:30 came along, and Josh had to leave, but Jennifer wasn’t back yet. In fact, she didn’t get back until twenty minutes later. But she had a good reason.

Apparently, on her way home, a momma cat was crossing the road - with a kitten in her mouth. The car in front of her managed to swerve and miss her, but unfortunately, my animal-loving sister did not. When she walked in the door more than an hour after leaving, she had two little white fluff balls in one hand. I thought, Oh god, she’s brought ferrets into the house now. Only she would delay dinner to get new pets.

Well, of course, it was the two kittens that were left behind. There was no way Jennifer could’ve left them out there all alone, especially since she was the one that killed their mom and sister (accidentally). She was bawling her eyes out when she came in the living room, so I took the kittens from her to examine them.

They are both solid white. They aren’t more than two weeks old, as only one of them has one eye open and they’re not walking. They do seem to be well-taken care of, though, so I think they’ll be alright under our care. Mom and Jennifer went out to take the boys some pizza at work and pick up some kitten milk and bottles to feed them with. Right now they’re on a towel in a cardboard box in the middle of the kitchen table, where Diesel, our lab/husky mutt, can’t get to them. He’s a big sweetie, but you never know when he might try to eat something that small.

The kittens are sleeping, but one of them keeps waking up and mewing. I think it’s hungry. One is a boy, one is a girl. We’ll probably keep them, but they’ll go outside once they’re old enough. We really don’t need any more pets in the house. But I agree - we need to take care of them right now. They can’t take care of themselves.

Poor things. I’m always worried I’ll hit something on my way to or from work. I’d be upset if it was a cat, deer, skunk, anything. A life is a life, you know?

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