My Mom and I went up to Smithfield, NC to go shop at the outlets yesterday. We ended up going to a nearby flea market. I was walking past some pet cages when something reached out and latched onto my sleeve. I jumped, thinking it was empty. There was a tiny black and white kitten in the cage.
The cage was nasty. Litterbox full of droppings, no food, no water, and it was really, really hot in the building. The woman running the register at the flea market said the kitten was free so you can guess what happened.
Mom wants me to find it a new home, or at least to make an attempt to. Though she seems to be warming up to it. She did tell me to call around to see how much various vets charge for a feline spay or neuter. I can't tell what it is though I think it might be a female. The lady said she didn't know anything about the age or gender of the kitten.
Mom has been calling it Smudge... and she told me not to name it because I'd get attatched.
After a bath:
Smudge kind of looks like my cat, Mickey. Here he is the night I found him:
The cage was nasty. Litterbox full of droppings, no food, no water, and it was really, really hot in the building. The woman running the register at the flea market said the kitten was free so you can guess what happened.
Mom wants me to find it a new home, or at least to make an attempt to. Though she seems to be warming up to it. She did tell me to call around to see how much various vets charge for a feline spay or neuter. I can't tell what it is though I think it might be a female. The lady said she didn't know anything about the age or gender of the kitten.
Mom has been calling it Smudge... and she told me not to name it because I'd get attatched.
After a bath:
Smudge kind of looks like my cat, Mickey. Here he is the night I found him:
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