As you may recall, Uni Watch girl mascot Caitlin died back in June. After a period of mourning, I’ve been thinking lately that it’s about time to get a new kitten or two. And yesterday fate put one right in my path.
When I got home yesterday from my daily bike ride, I saw a little puffball lurking around underneath the Uni Watch HQ porch. We have a fair number of strays in the neighborhood, but I’d never seen such a tiny kitten before on our block. She (or he) was crying up a storm — meep!, meep!, meep! I tried to coax her out, but she was skittish, so I ran inside, got some cat food (I still have plenty of it in the house), and put it near her (on a green-rimmed dish, of course). She came out a little bit but still seemed too frightened to go all the way to the food. I had to run a quick errand, so I went and did that, figuring that my presence was probably spooking her.
When I came back five minutes later, I figured I’d find her eating, but the food was untouched and there was no sign of her. Then, after a minute, I heard her: Meep!, meep!, meep! I followed the noise to my backyard, where I found her cowering behind a tree. Once again, I couldn’t manage to coax her out, but I did manage to get some video of her:
Right after that, she ran away. About 20 minutes later I was on the porch with my neighbor Jason, telling him about all of this, and suddenly we could hear her. Meep! Over the course of the next hour or so, she ventured near the porch and then ran away several times, crying the entire time. I’m pretty sure she’s lost and misses her mom, which is heartbreaking.
I had some other things I had to take care of, but I was pretty sure she’d be back. At about 10pm, I went out on the porch and could hear her again. (I’m not sure about her overall health, but at least her larynx seems to be in very good shape.) The food I’d put out earlier was still untouched, so I consulted with Mary, my ex, who suggested that I needed something stinkier than cat food. I went around the corner to buy a can of tuna, but when I got back the Meep!-ing had stopped. I went out again at 11pm — silence.
I’m pretty sure she’ll be back today, and I’ll have the tuna ready for her. If that doesn’t work, I can be patient for as long as it takes to win her trust. I mean, her appearance practically on my doorstep, right when I was thinking it was time to kitten up again, seems like a pretty obvious sign, no? Wish me luck!