Orphan Spirit Giver

Yesterday, I was walking home from getting waxed and the tiniest little black kitten ran across my path and started mew-owing at me. He was so cute. I have NEVER called myself an animal lover. i like animals, I don't hate them, but really, I am not one to go gushy over an animal.

The kitten looked about 2 weeks old. And continued to mew-ow at me. So I called Junior. He informed me that it had probably grown up in the pipes of the sewer (which I was walking next to) and don't touch him, he probably has desease all over him. He said 'just leave him' . So listening to my wise (or cruel) boyfriend (you decide!) I started to walk on. The kitten followed, running at my feet. He kept getting caught up in my feet and I kicked him by accident a few times. He would not leave me alone. So I called Junior again. He told me, again, just leave it. you can't touch it or do anything. so I started to run. I ran across the bridge and COMPLETLY ABANDONED the kitten. I left him behind, crying out for me. He was crying, yelping, whatever you call it when a cat is in distress!

Urgh, my heart ached to leave him there. Grown up in the sewer!!!!!! Poor kitten!!!!!I did the worst thing and gave him a name in my head (He would have been called George assuming he was a boy)

It was a traumatic experience. Animal lover I am not. 2nd language responder I am.
I asked Junior when I got home if we could go and get him and take him to the Vet or an animal rescue place...but alas, there exists not such thing around these parts.

So that Kitten (George) at the age of 2 weeks, already has an orphan spirit. given to him by me, the big fat abandoner! I prayed for him, yeh, probably the first time I've ever prayed for an animal!!!

That was my morning yesterday.