So, I was playing ingress at Victoria gardens tonight when I heard a kitten crying in the bushes nearby. About a half an hour later, with me trying to get kitty to come near with a meowing ring tone, a passerby stopped and helped Him and I corner kitty in the bushes.
She's very young. Her eyes are still grey.
She did not like the moving car but waited calmly enough in Jims arms while I ran in to Vons for kitten food, an aluminum pan and some chicken.
Brought her home and installed her in the bathroom and while she shows no interest in the kitten food, she ate the chicken I chopped up finely for her.
I went to get her some more and when I came back she was gone. I assumed that she had snuck out behind me. I spent the next half hour searching the apartment for her. Then I heard her meowing in the bathroom. Went back into the bathroom. No kitten. What?
More meowing and from the bathroom it sounds like she's in the living room. I went back into the living room and heard her meowing in the bathroom. Back to the bathroom. After a bit I figured out the meowing is coming from inside the wall. How the HELL? I find this hole hidden in the bottom of the sink cabinet. This time, the sound of the kitty meowing ring tone coaxed her to squeeze herself back out the hole.
We've blocked the hole with a cigar box, but we don't trust her to not find a way to move the box so she's sleeping in our cat carrier tonight and tomorrow until Jim can bring home some nails and secure it.
I'm exhausted, covered in scratches from both the bushes and the frightened kitty and feel bad that she had to sleep in a cage. I figure it's better than sleeping out in the cold though.