We thought for sure we would lose her, but....
On December 11th I found a kitten on the floor of our garage, face down, dirt in its mouth and rigid from the cold. At first I thought it was dead, but when I picked it up there was movement and the most penetrating cry for help. Most of you know that I have some experience with felines so believe me when I say I thought the kitten had hours to live but, I could not leave it there for nature to take its course.
I immediately put her next to my chest for warmth thinking that at least she would know someone loved her before she passed. I have heard the haunting cry before and in fact lost some of those kittens so I was expecting the worst within a few hours. You might imagine that I saw no value in taking a picture of a kitten I would lose shortly, but maybe you can imagine the pitiful sight.
We have an ICU in one of our bathrooms and I fired up the heating pad. There was no need to box her in since I did not expect much movement. I could not even get a drop of baby formula (mixed with electrolytes) down her throat so there was no need to try antibiotics for the eye infection that had closed both eyes. She was not be able to swallow.
With a prayer for our Lord to intercede as he saw fit, I left the night light on and went about my business. An hour or so later, she had not passed so I turned her over so her other side could get warmth. Again the pitiful cry. It was not easy for either of us.
Two hours later her head moved when I came in the room so I saw a glimmer of hope and tried a few drops of formula. The drops did not go down but at least moistened tongue and I wiped the dirt out of her mouth.
As you might guess, she was severely dehydrated and malnourished because I think the mother abandoned her when she thought the "writing was on the wall". How or why she made it to the middle of the floor for me to find I do not know. I often suspect the mothers bring them out there for me to see, but that is just my guess.
I believe the Lord answered my prayer and decided the little one should get a chance at life. Eight days later and she has joined the inside cat family and doing well. She not only drinks formula (with antibiotic), but is always asking for more. She is also eating canned and dry cat food. Another two days of antibiotics and she should be ready for naming (and adoption) :-)
As I write this she is fighting with her older cousins, (by a week or two) and they could add a lot of love and fun to someone's life.