Meet Nugget

Meet Nugget. He's our new cat. Kitten, actually. I haven't wanted to blog about him because he's so new and there's a chance he may not make it. RC encouraged me to share anyway. The story of Nugget goes like this: When we were visiting our family over Labor day weekend, we found the Nug. We found him outside in a pile of bricks. He was meowing very loudly and was so small. So little that his little eyes weren't even open yet and he still had a piece of his umbilical cord attached to his pink belly. We think that the momma cat must of dropped him while climbing on top of the pile and couldn't get to him! How sad; and since it was a holiday weekend, no emergency pet hospitals were open! We trekked to WalMart and grabbed some kitten milk formula and a tiny bottle to feed him. RC was pretty opposed to the idea of us taking the cat in, but finally caved and said we could bring him back home with us. I was ecstatic. MY OWN CAT. Just like I've always wanted.

The Nug. Nuggie. Nugster.

So, the first couple of weeks were rough- up every two hours feeding him his kitten formula with the tiny bottle, keeping him warm with heating pads, hot water bottles and clean towels. And since little kitties haven't yet developed the muscles to potty, the momma cat has to clean them up, so I took over those duties as well! We also visited the vet (the SPCA in the Mission on Alabama Street- I highly recommend!) and she warned that because he was so new and away from the momma cat, there was a large chance that he wouldn't survive, so she cautioned me not to get too attached. Ha- too late! Nugget is now one month old and using the litter box on his own and is eating kitten 'gruel' mixed with kitty formula and cat food. We go back next week to get his six week shots and to test for feline leukemia and FIV. We love him- he keeps us very entertained. Nugget is very excited to move to Arizona. :)