Well of course, we all did. Yes, we're officially the crazy cat people, we now have a second kitten as well. COMPLETELY not planned. We got Lexi, the first kitten, back in July to keep our then-solo senior cat a friend after his two long time buddies passed away within six months of each other. She was going to be it, never three cats again we said...well exactly one month later, to the day, I found a litter of abandoned kittens that had been born under a large bush in a neighbourhood yard. Crying away at the top of their lungs; two of the four were already dead of starvation, and the two still alive were not far behind. Once had an injured paw - wound that had been invaded by maggots. They had eaten away most of his paw, it was just a giant gaping would and I could see tendons and bones. They'd burrowed all the way up into his leg to the "elbow", could see them in it. The kittens were all of 2, maybe 3 weeks old. We took them to the after hours emergency vet and I fully expected they would be euthanized. Fortunately that wasn't the case! Vet said no problem on his paw. So we had them looked over, injured paw was cleaned of all maggots and wrapped for the night, and I took the two of them home with me for the night until the SPCA could take them when they opened the next day. Was up all night bottle feeding the two, whom I named Chance (injured paw, because he got a second chance after I thought he'd have to be put down) and Banshee (because she screamed like a banshee! Quite the set of lungs and she was super chatty all night). Got through the night, got their bellies full and had the joy of having them snuggle with me and start purring, and surrendered to the SPCA the next day.
Within a few days, had convinced the hubby that Chance had to come live with us.
Waited FOREVER until he was ready (okay, 6 weeks or so). Saw him a couple times in his foster home within the first few weeks, then nothing for about a month. As you can see in the first photo (from the first night I had them home with me), he was a fluffy jet-black kitten.
Imagine my surprise when at 9 weeks old I picked him up and received this stunning, absolutely unique little black and silver boy with a raccoon tail!
His paw has fully healed. Three middle toes are fused together so it's a bit of a club foot, but he has learned to use it no problem and it doesn't slow him down one bit.
He's been home for a week now and adores Lexi. Has been doing very well with the dogs and is starting to play with them as long as they move slowly lol.