The four-day kitten adventure

Late on Friday night, my nephew Iain was driving home after a stargazing evening at the western city limits when he saw four little eyes reflecting on the side of the road. When he stopped to see what was there, he found two adorable ginger kittens shivering in the cold.

The question everyone who has heard this story asks is, who would dump such sweet little things on the edge of the city when there are so many options for adoption in our city? We'll never know, but it's certain that Iain saved their lives. He said he saw as many coyotes as kittens that night. 

The next morning, he came upstairs and told us that he had kittens living in the basement bathroom. They were small and quiet, perhaps 8 to 10 weeks old, hungry and moving around on shaky legs. Suzanna and I enjoyed kitten snuggles that first day, and called them Chaos (the adventurous male) and Cuddles (the quieter female). 

Over the four days, their names changed a few times, and as they regained strength, they got more and more adventurous. When I went to check on them on Saturday afternoon, the little female had managed to climb up a bath towel and was crouched on the narrow rack, looking at me as if to say, "How do I get down from here?"

We've had a lot of visitors for them (it's hard to resist kitten cuteness), and a lot of laughs. We asked people if they knew anyone who wanted kittens... and just now, the friend of a friend of Iain's took them home to be new companions for her cat. So the kitten adventure has a happy ending, and we're all delighted, though we will miss their antics.

Here's a short video from this morning. Have happy lives, little ones!