I got Fred to open the inside door this morning so Ryan and I
could look out the kitchen door. I knew there was a kitten out
there crying, but Fred couldn't hear it. When the door was open,
he heard it and took out food and water and a little warm milk.
The kitten ate and fled to the garage where it occasionally cried.
Fred put out the live trap with more food and a couple of hours
later there was a crying kitten in the trap.
The kitten was brought into the kitchen where we got acquainted
through the wires. It continued to cry. but calmed down a bit
when we were nose to nose. It seemed comforted that there were
other cats here. Of course both Ryan and I hissed at it but
treated the situation with our calm dignity otherwise.
Fred says two cats are the limit for our house and we'll have to
find a better onetruehome for this poor kitten. We don't even
know the gender of the little fluff ball. Any loving home in the
Montreal to city of Sherbrooke area, of Quebec will be considered.
There must be assurances that no abuse nor experimentation will
take place. Fred will do followup verification on that score.
The kitten is sleeping now and digesting it's meal. Fred is going
out to ask the neighbours if enny kitten is missing. It seems
healthy, just hungry and tired.

Diana, Ryan and their hooman, Fred
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Regards,
Fred.
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