Went on a wine tour. Came home with a kitten.
I am apart of a lovely group that organizes events for young women and female identifying folks to connect and meet up for events from silent book clubs to craft nights to group parties. This weekend I was lucky to snag a ticket on a 14 person private wine tour. It was an amazing afternoon and our driver/tour guide was so incredible. Stop 3 on our tour was a cider farm.
Our bus pulls up and immediately we all clocked that there were cats by the parking area. We piled out and all of us were fawning over a tiny orange kitten that was keen to be held and pet. Our tour guide tells us the kitten is available for adoption and its 2 siblings had already found homes. The parents? Three feral strays that rolled up in May. Unclear which is the Dad. Mom was very skittish. When our tasting finished I went over to chill with the kitten. And then I asked the owner what the process was to adopt her. He said I could just take her or come back another day if I wanted to arrange pick up. So they taped up a box, punched some holes in it and voila. Kitten set up to drive back with us.
Zesty orange girl loves pets but has her spicy moments. Had friends meet me with a carrier when we got back to the city because she was determined to yeet herself from the box. And now she is quarantining in my bathroom as she has fleas and probably parasites. Appointment with our vet is scheduled for tomorrow. My dog is obsessed. My adult cat is offended. And the process of integration will be ongoing.
I was not drunk either. Just fell in love with a tiny orange kitten. Name TBD. CDS got me. And this kitten also has 14 godparents courtesy of my tour group.
EDIT (aug 18): UPDATE! It’s a BOY! Vet confirmed small but present trouble puffs. Naming saga continues. On top of fleas, BB has parasites for sure. A bit small for 12 weeks old and we’re checking for anemia given the fleas. All the fun. Vet said he was the best kitten he’d even done a blood draw on. So please clap.