I Have a Story to Tell You. It's a Kitty Story.

Back on March 3, a five-month-old kitten was turned into the shelter as a stray. This beautiful little tortie girl was suffering something awful from a burn to her tongue and the inside of her mouth.

There was no way to tell what had happened, but the thought was that she had probably been exposed to a chemical of some kind. It might also have been an electrical burn, but whatever it was, she was in pain. I won't go into great detail, but she didn't look good.

I first met her two days after she arrived and honestly I wasn't optimistic about the outcome. The doctor had decided to treat her and see how she'd do. She was given pain medication, fed with a syringe and cried a good deal. Of course she did. Poor baby. Yet she was such a love. She'd purr and purr at the slightest attention. Such a trouper.

She was hanging in there by the time I finished my work week on Thursday, but still I wasn't sure I'd see her again. When I returned to work yesterday, I was overjoyed to see that she was still there! The doctor said, "She's doing great! Do you want to foster her?" :)

So here she is. I'll have her for at least a couple of weeks while she continues to heal. There's still a little bit of drainage from her mouth, but she's eating canned food on her own and has improved so much. She's older than the kittens I usually foster, but she's no less special. No sirree. I haven't named her yet, but didn't want to wait to share her with you.

She is so darn affectionate, I could very well end up with a shiner from the enthusiastic head butts! She just wants to cuddle up to my neck as close as she can possibly get and purr like crazy.

This is the rare case of a kitten I think would do fine in a single kitty household. She wants all of the attention, and after her ordeal that's exactly what she should have.

Here she is.