Once upon a time a wild, (feral) mother cat had a litter of lovely kittens.
Food was hard to come by, and predators delight in taking baby kittens.
Mama kitty had to go a long ways for fresh water, and nursing her only
surviving four week old daughter became more than mama could handle.
She carefully picked a house with no dogs, and took the small kitten to the
middle of the yard. “Placing a quick lick on the tiny kitten’s nose, mama told
the baby to meow as loud as you can!” The kitten we named Donna let out
a mournful yowl as her mama disappeared. “Wait mama, I can’t run as fast
as you, come back, come back!”
The owner of the house came out to see what was making the racket.
Donna had never seen people before, so she ran up and asked them to
find her mama please! Instead they called Kitten Rescue and the old
woman told them to bring the young kitten into the shelter.
Donna ate her slurry politely, and drank her bottle somewhat reluctantly.
It did not taste as good as her mama’s milk did. She then sadly curled up
on the warm heated disk, and lay next to the fuzzy stuffed bear. When
she woke up the next morning she heard lots of other kittens yelling for
their breakfast. She opened her mouth and meowed “Me too!” In about
a month this pretty kitten will be able to go to her forever home. She still
thinks of her warm mama, but those thoughts are gradually growing dimmer.
She is safe now, with love, food, and a warm bed. Granny Kat, Norma