Well today was a bit different. I brought a little cat food with me to work this morning in the off chance that kitten came back. Replying to emails to start the day off, I thought my ears were playing tricks on my when I thought I was hearing faint meows. Come to find out, the little guy had spent the night inside the shop. He must have darted in there last night when I started the truck up. You've all heard the expression, "like finding a needle in a hay stack", well that was an under statement. After getting eyes on him twice and loosing him again while trying to move stuff out of the way to get to him, I resorted to the old trick, a box, a string and a stick. Put the food bowl underneath and less than an hour later, he was safe in the office.
Meet Loki, the cat.
He's all skin and bones right now, and shy as can be, but we'll do our best to put some meat back on his bones. I so glad I found him and know that he's safe. I was so worried when I left last night, thinking he might still be underneath the truck still somewhere. He's in the spare bedroom now and we try to slowly get him and our other cat use to each other. I really wish it would have been a black Lab or a Husky, or some other big dog, but we don't have the room or the big yard that a big dog really needs. But if we ever do, I'm getting a big dog too.
That's a 120V power cord running under his arm. He should be a lot bigger than he is for his age, but he's been starving.
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