Tess and I were going for our morning walk today and as we got to the pasture gate a surprise awaited us in the grass at the side of the gate. Somebody had dumped six kittens in the long grass. They hadn't been there long and they were not totally wild - I would guess about six weeks old.
It never ceases to amaze me how people can be so thoughtless and cruel. There are organisations which will take kittens (and if you have a cat then please have it 'doctored' to save yourself having to cope with kittens.)
My mobility is poor and after struggling as fast as I could I rang my son. At the same time the lady who cleans for me arrived and together they managed to collect four of the six - the other two ran into the hedge and it was impossible to catch them.
We put them in Tess's crate and took them to the Vet in Bedale who deals with such things. They were transferred to another crate and we arrived back home a short time ago.
They were such pretty little things and certainly not wild - but I do wonder how the two who escaped will cope. I suspect that something - a stoat, a fox, a rat - will get them as they are too innocent to survive. It is not all that far to our barn where our two farm cats live. I shall keep looking in case they find their way there.
I wish I could find out who did this. Not only because of their cruelty to the kittens but also because of the inconvenience it caused me. I am struggling to cope at the moment and certainly didn't need this.
But it is good to know that four of them are in safe hands - three ginger and one black.
Here are the first three in Tess's crate.