Annie

While sweeping out his barn on Saturday, Tim lifted up the kiddy pool sitting in the corner, and stumbled upon 3 brand new kittens piled together in some leftover straw.

The funny thing tho,
we don't have a cat.

The kittens were so new, that their eyes were not yet open, and their stomachs still had cords attatched. I cannot even describe the level of excitement in Dylans voice when he ran into the house to tell me of this discovery. He never even got all the words out, I just knew that this was "drop the broom and follow me now" important.

We let the kids see them, but then put them back where we found them in hopes that the mama would come back. We continued to check on them throughout the day. We put out some food for the mama cat, encouraging her to return and take care of her babies. Before we went to bed, Tim went out and checked on them, and sure enough, there was a big brown cat hissing at him in the dark.

Before leaving for church the next morning, we all eagerly ran out to the barn to check on the kittys, only to discover that there was only 1 "myew" as Stella calls them. Sadly, in the excitement to see the kittys, we startled the robyn living on top of the door, and she took off so fast, one of her eggs fell out of her nest and landed on Sydneys foot. Yuck.

When we got home from church, the kids went flying in there, and still only one kitty to be found . One poor, tiny, hungry little meowing kitty. Thank goodness for modern technology, we quickly learned to feed this abandoned newborn kitten a mixture of egg yolk, mayo and condensed milk.



We put her back in the barn after feeding her in hopes that her mama would come back for her, but no such luck. So, like a newborn, we've been feeding her every 2 hours, cleaning her fur and trying to keep her warm. We thought maybe the mama would come back again after dark, but no such luck. It appears she is an orphan. It also appears, we now own a cat. Her name is Annie.