Today was my day off, but the powers that be at work decided that we needed an additonal day of training on co-existing with the new robot vehicles. (They are really cool, by the way
). So, I had to get up this morning and take my grumbling self the 28 miles to work, then sit through 4 hours of training (bleah).
I was on the way home, taking Interstate 65, and was almost to Smiths Grove, and just out of the corner of my eye, last second kind of stuff.....I say a little ball of fluff on the concrete divider between 2 three-lane strips of Interstate highway???? I got off the Interstate at Smiths Grove, circled the ramp and went back. The little ball of fluff was still sitting there, completely terrified and almost unable to move. The kitten let me lift him off the barrier, then he latched onto my shirt and wouldn't let go. All I had in the car was a small box, so I punched some holes in the sides and in he went. I looked all around to see if there were any more, and didn't see any sign of any other kittens, even getting off the road for a ways and checking ditches. It was only 6 more miles to the house, so I went home, got one of the pet Taxi's and put him in that and got rid of the box, then we were off to see Dr. Cathy.
The little fellow is skinny, but healthy, other than ear mites. He is no more than 6 weeks old. He got his first kitten shot, ear mite treatment, and a dose of de-wormer (he loved that), and now he's here, climbing over furniture in his safe room, with a whole herd of Jellicles sniffing outside the door
And so, without further ado;
Meet Freeway
Edit: Just HAD to add this last picture
After a good 40 minutes of blasting around the room as fast as he could go, little Freeway found himself a nice quiet, comfy spot for some nap time....hehe, I'm in love.
I was on the way home, taking Interstate 65, and was almost to Smiths Grove, and just out of the corner of my eye, last second kind of stuff.....I say a little ball of fluff on the concrete divider between 2 three-lane strips of Interstate highway???? I got off the Interstate at Smiths Grove, circled the ramp and went back. The little ball of fluff was still sitting there, completely terrified and almost unable to move. The kitten let me lift him off the barrier, then he latched onto my shirt and wouldn't let go. All I had in the car was a small box, so I punched some holes in the sides and in he went. I looked all around to see if there were any more, and didn't see any sign of any other kittens, even getting off the road for a ways and checking ditches. It was only 6 more miles to the house, so I went home, got one of the pet Taxi's and put him in that and got rid of the box, then we were off to see Dr. Cathy.
The little fellow is skinny, but healthy, other than ear mites. He is no more than 6 weeks old. He got his first kitten shot, ear mite treatment, and a dose of de-wormer (he loved that), and now he's here, climbing over furniture in his safe room, with a whole herd of Jellicles sniffing outside the door
And so, without further ado;
Meet Freeway
Edit: Just HAD to add this last picture
After a good 40 minutes of blasting around the room as fast as he could go, little Freeway found himself a nice quiet, comfy spot for some nap time....hehe, I'm in love.