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I have been a "crazy" cat lady most of my life, and my significant other knew that when we got together 16 years ago. At the time, I had six indoor cats. Over the years, people in our neighborhood knew we were cat people and ended up dropping off cats (mostly pregnant females) at our home. Long story short, we took them in and ended up with grandma, her two daughters, and their four (between the two of them) kittens.

Through heartbreaking losses from old age and other problems, we got down to 10 and then down to eight, and then he brought home a rescue from his work. NO MORE, he said. Okay.

KITTEN. PHOTO: PIXABAY / KADRES

Then five weeks ago, I'm sitting at my doctor's office waiting to be seen and he calls me from work and asks if I have any kitten formula. "What?" I said. And then I heard the kitten crying in the background. Yep, he found a 2-week-old kitten under a pallet at work and they could not find a mom or any siblings. One of the guys (not my favorite) suggested they "put it out of its misery so it didn't starve or die in the Florida heat," and he immediately said he'd take it home.

Been bottle feeding for three weeks. Oliver is finally eating wet kitten food and using his litter box. Now my NO MORE partner says we need to find him a playmate his age so he doesn't keep tearing us up with his little claws. I'm checking into it. Gotta love the Cat Daddy!

PHOTO: SUSAN H LINES

Story submitted by Susan H Lines from Valrico, Florida.

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