I am such a soft-hearted so-and-so. An orphaned kitten wanders up and I have to take it upon myself to nurse it back to health. Maybe 3 weeks old, orange marmalade, eyes are still blue. ::sigh:: I'm not even sure if it's a boy or girl or if it will make it another week. The momma ran out of milk so it was either watch it starve slowly, squeaking it's hunger pangs all day & night or feed it every 3 hours with an eyedropper till it either lives or...the other thing. And yes, I know, nature is supposed to take care of these things. But sometimes nature is a motherfucker. So I'm a surrogate mommy until further notice. Meow.
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