I was finishing breakfast at a roadside restaurant not far from home this morning when I heard the mew of a little kitten. Kitten was looking for food. The shop owner shooed her out. I went outside to catch her. Kitten cried softly. I followed slowly behind her, also calling for her to come to me. At one point, she rolled around on the pavement, but scampered off before I could grab her. She trotted over to the hair styling school next door. Kitten was so hungry that she scarfed up stale, discarded popcorn off the pavement. One of the students offered to give her popcorn although I said popcorn was not good for kitties. Another asked if she were my kitty. I said that she would be as soon as I grabbed her. Finally, I got close enough to snag kitten. She struggled and squirmed, but never bit or scratched. I got her to my car, went by home for my cat carrier, and took her to my veterinarian for evaluation and treatment.
Five months old, five pounds, she tested free of feline leukemia and FIV. She was spayed, vaccinated, treated for intestinal worm, fleas, and ticks. I pick her up tomorrow when she will join my cat household.
I named her "Bromley" after a character in last year's movie "Pride" from Great Britain. Bromley and I have many years to look forward together.
Jackson, TN
