Sarafina

So, for a few days my dogs were trying to kill something under our deck. I assumed it was the rock chuck that keeps coming around. My husband looked under there and said I think it is a cat, so I crawled under there to find a tiny little wet, muddy kitten cold and terrified. Of course my hubby and I have a problem when it comes to animals, we cannot turn our backs. I wrapped up the little thing in a towel and brought it in. When I laid it on the kitchen floor it collapsed, it was so hungry and dehydrated it could not walk nor lift it's head. I immediately wrapped it back up and began feeding it sugar water from a syringe. By the end of the day we got her to eat some soft food and she was walking like a drunk. We took her to the vet where she weighed in at a whopping 1.6 pounds. She was very sick, we also found out she should have been twice her size but because of the starvation she had stopped growing, she also did not know how to play or chase things.
With some vaccinations, antibiotics, warmth, food and love, she is eating, playing, eating, sleeping, eating and using her litter box, did I say eating??? I have been calling her fatty catty. It is good to save a life!
The kids have loved her so much, she never has to walk anywhere, in fact I'm surprised she knows how, one kids puts her down and another picks her up. Jeff and I get to snuggle her at night after the kids go to bed. I think she is relieved when she gets put in her box for the night.