At Last, Here's Pumpkin's Story!On the evening of 10/29/05 while my parents and I were eating dinner, the telephone rang. It was my sister Leona. She started to lell us about a kitten that she heard crying in her yard all afternoon. She left it alone, thinking that the momma cat would come back to get it. But when the sun started to set, and the kitten was still crying, she couldn't stand it anymore and went out to find it. It was too small to be accepted at the humane society. They only took cats if they were at least 1 1/2 pounds. Any smaller and they would euthanize it since they didn't have the resources to foster it. And Leona couldn't keep it since her husband was VERY allergic to cats. So she asked if we could take the kitten. Uh oh, ANOTHER cat? We had 4 at the time and didn't want another one, but we couldn't say no to the poor abandoned baby. Twenty minutes later, Leona showed up with the kitten in a bucket (who we heard mewing all the way in the driveway), a pet nursing kit and a can of powdered KMR. We looked in the bucket and went awwwww!
We think he was only about 2-weeks-old, and was very dirty from scrambling around in the dirt outside. His little front claws were just CAKED in mud which I managed to clean off. Leona named him Pumpkin since he's orange and was found 2 days before Halloween. And he weighed just 6.7 ounces, which is waaay below the minimum weight for acceptance at the humane society. However, once he entered our household, he became a permanent member of our family.