To kitten or not to kitten

[ragani]

It seems the universe has seen fit to send me a kitten.

I just moved in to a house with two cats, both of who I like, and who were delighted to get rid of the third cat who was here with the last roommate. All I brought with me is my latest betta fish (Tiberius "Mo" Worley) and figured that was about all I was willing to commit to as far as owning a pet is concerned. Feed every other day, change water every couple of weeks. No problem! The last score of cats I have lived with have had a strict not-in-my-bedroom policy enforced on them, although I have been lax about that with the two I just moved in with.

So, yesterday, both of my roommates reported kitten mewing. C found out from our upstairs neighbors when they asked if it was one of our cats, psyche7772 had heard it herself during the night. That evening, C was grilling our dinner and I was hanging out with her while painting the set of little drawers for the bathroom I got at Ikea when I too herd the mewing.

Definitely a kitten mewling.

The next door neighbor girl was trying to coax her out from the pallet full of bricks next to our house. Seems there is a decent hiding space in the slats of a pallet. Real difficult for a human to get to when there are bricks stacked on and next to it, though. We eventually scared the kitten out from under the pallet, but she made a dash for the neighbor's yard. I left the neighbors to the hunt, and went back to helping get dinner ready.

Later, after dinner, C heard the mewling again, and went out to investigate herself. Seems the kitten had returned to the pallets, but had picked the easier to get to pallet. With some ingenuity and coordination, C and I were able to get the kitten out, and into my (gloved) hands. She was, of course, frightened, but shortly burst into periodic purring.

C loaned me her cat's carrier and we set the kitten up in my room with food, water and a towel. She continued with her mewing for most of the night, so I got less sleep than normal, waking up fully about 7 or so. Attempts to get back to sleep seemed futile, so I read for a bit, listening to the mewing until I finally decided to pick her up and see if she was willing to be social.

Score! She was very social, although she could not keep still. She kept rubbing against me, and trying to burrow under my neck. She has finally quieted down, for the most part.

Now to figure out if I want to take on a kitten or not.

Sigh....

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We have seen no signs of any relatives in the neighborhood.