This is just a note of thanks to the Neanderthal who dropped off yet another kitten in the wooded ravine by my house yesterday, one of the coldest days of the year.
Thought you might like to know the poor flea-infested, six-week old baby you dumped off to fend for itself in the wild found his way to my house - as have the four others we now care for - and my kids and I have taken him in and are trying to nurse him back to health. I'm not quite sure how we're going to afford to treat his eye infection and apparent respiratory infection, but we'll manage somehow. Sure hope he's not feleuk positive. That'll be a hard one to explain to my son. Thank God the other animals are all vaccinated.
Best wishes for a New Year in which you reap what you sow. Hope you sleep well, you heartless bastard.
Love and kisses,
Madam Hatter, a responsible pet (and pit bull) owner,
[and from all the animals that now share our lives: Petey, Taz, Sophie, Sadie, Mona, Skitty, Crash and now baby Leon]
P.S. Petey the pit loves the new baby. They slept together last night.