Sad Note to the End of the Day

Right before we sat down to eat, the phone rang. A woman walking her dog near the old airport reported hearing meows coming from the middle of the field. She said she called the police and anyone else she could think of and they all gave her my number…sigh..

When I arrived, she was waiting and she took me to where she last heard them. The area was a mess- huge deserted field of brambles, blackberry bushes and swampy marshy footing. I looked and called for over an hour, but honestly, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack and it was getting dark.

I returned home and brought B-Dog back and asked her to “Find the kitty.” It took her about 20 minutes, but soon she alerted to a thicket about 6 feet tall and about 6 feet wide. I went over and with some difficulty, pried the brambles apart and found two baby kittens (black) they were gone. 🙁

I took off my gloves and checked for a heartbeat, but it was still, so I covered them with swamp grass and let them be. I could hear faint meows coming from inside the thicket, but it was so dense, there was no way I was going to go in there and neither could Brandi. I called the woman who first discovered the kittens and told her what was going on. I left a lot of food out for the babies and I will go back tomorrow morning and see if I can see something in the light of day. I would guess the kittens are about 3 weeks old-

3 thoughts on “Sad Note to the End of the Day

  1. Those poor cats. They probably would have been too far gone if you had found them. They were likely put out there by someone, if there was no mum around. That Brandi is quite the help in your work, though.

  2. I did not. I went back and the food was gone (but there are raccoons and skunks) there were no sounds in the thicket and I walked around and called and sent Brandi out- but she didn’t alert this time. It was hard to walk in the fescue grass and water and so much of the field to cover. Hopefully, the queen came back and moved them

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