Kitties, mom said she went to the pet food place today to get me some more fuds.
While choosing, a couple of guys asked her if she liked cats and when mom said "yes", while still choosing fuds, they asked if she would "take this one". She turned and it was a tiny shivering little baby with dark furs and white eyeliner. Could not have been but two weeks old. His mommy, feral, didn't feed him any more and he is, the man said, the so-called runt of the litter. All of these are at his shop, wherever it is.
The men were getting the baby some milk and a nursing bottle. I said I couldn't but I did go immediately to find the name and number of the rescue group that is always there several times a month.
I gave her phone number to the men and I also left a message to the lady in charge and gave her number to the guys.
I called her a few minutes ago and she is taking the baby. There is a mommy there who gave birth four weeks ago, and maybe she will take this little one. But the baby will get help.
I was in the right place at the right time. I was able to help and thank heavens. This has truly restored some of my faith in human kind. I reared three cat men and apparently there are two more out there. :-) I just got a FB message from the rescue that the kitten is there.
Thank you Gentlemen. May God bless you for your mercy to a helpless being.