Monday was a cub scout den meeting!
While they were playing, I saw something move in the open shed beside the boys
I went back with Lon the next afternoon, but no luck. We saw him and fed him but he would not let us get close enough to catch him.
Finally, I was able to grab a hold of him.
We went to Pet Smart. I knew they had a vet on duty and took walk ins. And we could get a carrier, food and a litter box there.
They told us he was a boy, he did not have worms, ear mites, or lukemia, or feline aids. All good things to know.
He is 12 weeks old and probably had not been outside too terribly long.
He does have some fleas, but otherwise, he is healthy.
We brought him home and gave him a bath.
He did not move from my arms for a couple hours.
He has had some food and a nap. He is now exploring his new domain.
Lon wants to call him bunches, but we are still open to another name.
Yes, Mark knew all about this from Monday night. This was not a surprise.