This is Chloe. She is approximately? 4 weeks old. Fishboy found her in the street. Or rather she found him and claimed him. Starving, one eye swollen and filled with guck, anemic and exhausted she brushed against his leg while he was getting stuff out of his car. Mr. Vixen tells us he saw some children running up and down the street this morning throwing what appeared to be a small stuffed animal into the air. Now that he sees Chloe, he thinks that it was her they tossed around.
While it is true that I am allergic to cats, I can be around them some. But when I look into her little blue eyes and feel her bones through her skin, I know we will help her. And love her. Poor little thing. She is warm, clean, safe and we are trying some bottle feeding now. Sleep tight, sweet Chloe.