Arrival Story: On a trip to the dump there was a man in the stall next to us and we heard him exclaim "Now what the f*** do I do?" He came into view with three tiny, tiny kittens with the cords still attached and no sign of mama cat. He said he had just driven 20 miles with his seldom used trailer of junk and he didn't own a cat.
The man running the facility that day said to toss them in with the trash. We nearly tossed him into the trash. We knew how to care for small kittens and took them home with the intent of fostering them only. Right. Dusty, Alice and Mermie
Every year I purchase a package of matzot crackers - 5-6 boxes in a package. Dusty invariably picked that spot to sleep on. I have matching photos from two years.
He didn't make it to this year. We miss you, bud.