My daughter, Meg, was driving home in a thunderstorm on July 12th. She thought she saw a rodent run across the road in a very busy intersection. Upon further notice, she realized it was a very small kitten. She pulled over and in the wind and rain she freed this tiny baby out of a tree that it had climbed up for safety. Soaking wet and scared to death she brought the little one home.
We were eating dinner when she walked in the door. She said, "You're going to kill me, but I just found this baby kitten and just had to save her and bring her home." John & I were both like...great, another cat! (we have 7 outside) Then John said, "well, at least she will be well fed and loved here until we find her a home."
John named her Alice...he said she saw Meg was getting off early and she planned her rescue. (you Twilight fans will understand) We started bottle feeding her because she was around 4 maybe 5 weeks old.
We all started falling in love with this tiny little girl. We decided to keep her & would keep her indoors....we haven't had an indoor cat in 8 + years.
She has many different cries...one for hungry, bottle, sleepy....it's funny how much she is like a human baby. Speaking of bottle, she LOVES her bottle time. Meg bought a can of kitten milk replacer and we've been giving her that on top of her food. I am weaning her off of it soon.
She is a lot like the dogs....we come home and they greet us at the door, she is right behind them jumping up & down with them. She climbs up on the couch and takes a nap with them....sleeps in their beds and even tries to eat their food. She'll even beg for a piece of cheese like them & she eats it!
She is a huge snuggle bug....she would rather be right up on someone or in your lap while she is sleeping. If you sit down she is right there with you.
Sweet, sweet Alice.