On the First Day of Autumn the Universe Gifted Me
A black cornfield cat for Halloween 🎃
Just over two weeks ago my kiddos found a kitten in a field behind our house. He was muddy, skinny, dehydrated, half-blind, and battling a URI. We took him to the emergency vet that night (picture #4, ignore the dirty cat carrier we dug it deep out of storage in a rush to get him to the vet). He received an exam, fluids, and had an unexpected botfly larvae removed from his neck (picture #5)🤢🤢. We were sent "home" that night with meds and a sad little cat (pictures 6&7 his first full day after being found).
Given his neglected condition we opted not to bother looking very hard for a previous owner beyond checking for a microchip, and decided to keep him. We named him Grimm Wilhelm due to his timely (and physical) appearance, thinking we were clever, but now being a part of the black cat sub for a couple weeks I can see we're in good, plentiful company 😂
He spent the first few days being very sleepy, snuggly (RE desperate and clingy), and reverted back to incessant amounts of kitten suckling on the soft inner skin of my arm. But after the meds had an opportunity to work their magic, and he had some time to adjust to the unexpected terrors of indoor life, he has turned into the most wonderful little menace. He's full of piss and vinegar, but he's also the sweetest thing in the world and he loves everyone in the house across all species.
We're planning on moving out of state in a couple months and it actually makes me emotional thinking we might have missed him on our way out, given our paths just as easily could not have intersected, so feeling extra emotional about having him🥲
Big thank you to my husband for indulging my need to save all the broken things😅😅😅