January 5th was a very busy day around my house. The night before, a friend of mine found some tiny kittens at his work and the mama cat had met an untimely demise. So he called me. These little buggers were so incredibly tiny, cold, and hungry. They had evidently just been born that night and needed some serious attention. I took them in, got them warmed up nicely, and fed, and back on track to getting healthy.
They were seriously the cutest little buggers to cross my path. However, I was not in a position to be able to tend to them as I should have been, and for my sanity I went looking for another foster home for these guys. I got in contact with another foster mom that didn't live too far from me and she turned out to be the perfect candidate to take on this incredibly daunting task.
Not only did I have those four kittens for a while, I picked up another foster cat on my way home that day. Her name is Norma, she's got a little bit of Norwegian Forest Cat (which is what Lenny is) in her, and she's definitely a people person.
She doesn't really care for anything else, just pets and chin scratches.
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