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I am in midst of a two-month visit and really hope I can help this kitten by the time I leave. I found him within an hour of arriving, on my first store run to get some bottled water. He was a tiny handful of kitten, alone by his lonesome, barricaded in a small, locked, outdoor shed among some rusty furniture. Nearby residents and passers by told me he had been meowing for at least two days straight. He was starving and very fearful.
He comes in and out of the shed at will but the gates of the structure are closed and padlocked, no one knows who the owner is, and it is not accessible to humans. I am not an expert but he seems too young to be away from his mother and I think that is the base of his sad situation. A nearby resident told me that he ventures out occasionally but is very fearful and always races back to the shed.
I didn't know what to do but he was so tiny and so cute and so hungry that I began feeding him. Two weeks later, things are both good and bad for the same reason. He has grown used to being fed properly, has grown, has begun playing like a kitten, and has grown accustomed to me. When I come he jumps on my shoulder, nestles on my neck, uses my hands as a batting toy, and prefers to eat while tucked cozily under my arm.
This is good because, well, furry purry kittens are a good thing. But it is bad because he is fast becoming a perfect candidate for a loving furever home and I don't know how to find that for him. I don't know any resources or organizations to turn to in Jerusalem or who to ask. If I can manage I will try to help with the cost of neutering him and getting necessary initial health care.
If anyone can help or give me some advice, I would be so grateful. Many thanks.
He comes in and out of the shed at will but the gates of the structure are closed and padlocked, no one knows who the owner is, and it is not accessible to humans. I am not an expert but he seems too young to be away from his mother and I think that is the base of his sad situation. A nearby resident told me that he ventures out occasionally but is very fearful and always races back to the shed.
I didn't know what to do but he was so tiny and so cute and so hungry that I began feeding him. Two weeks later, things are both good and bad for the same reason. He has grown used to being fed properly, has grown, has begun playing like a kitten, and has grown accustomed to me. When I come he jumps on my shoulder, nestles on my neck, uses my hands as a batting toy, and prefers to eat while tucked cozily under my arm.
This is good because, well, furry purry kittens are a good thing. But it is bad because he is fast becoming a perfect candidate for a loving furever home and I don't know how to find that for him. I don't know any resources or organizations to turn to in Jerusalem or who to ask. If I can manage I will try to help with the cost of neutering him and getting necessary initial health care.
If anyone can help or give me some advice, I would be so grateful. Many thanks.