We found a kitten in the garden this morning. He (I think it's a he) cannot be much more than a week or two old. His eyes are open, and he weighs 7 ounces. He meowed like nobody's business, shaking all over his little body. He has a puncture mark on his shoulder and when I picked him up, the nasty ants we have here spilled from that wound. It was disgusting. I cleared the ants as best as possible and the wound doesn't look too bad from what I can tell.
But he's so little and I have no idea what to do. I don't know any vets around here, don't even know if they have vets in this country. I tried to feed him but I only have baby nipples and he doesn't like them. I did whip up a fortified baby formula as per Internet instructions which he sort of lapped up a bit. We will try to make him take some milk every half hour. I do hope his mother comes to get him but I'm afraid that she might not do that. And I really have no clue about cats. I'm not a cat person. I don't know anything about them.
I put him into a basket with a soft blanket. He's not meowing anymore, and sort of snuggling into the blanket. Hm, now I actually think he's napping. I hope that's a good sign.
Any recommendations, beyond the usual advice from the all-knowing Internet? I have a snot sucker for infants, with a soft spout that is very little as it is meant for newborn's noses. Maybe I'll give that a try for the feeding. Assume we have to work with what we have - what can we do? Besides my compassion for the creature, there is also the fervent wish not having to explain to the kids why the kitten died...
There is a vet and he agreed to come and look at the kitten. Only, he never turned up. The kitten seems to be fine, slept all afternoon but took only minute amounts of formula. He starting cleaning himself - that's a good sign, no?
He's awfully cute. Or she is. Here's a picture: We put him into a laundry basket with some teddy fabric I wanted to make a blanket out of for Jacob (it's still hot, so no need just yet). We also put a sheep-shaped object inside that has a cherry stone pillow as a belly (instead of hot water bottles for the kids). She (or he) loves that thing.
Sigh. I hope she makes it. The kids would be devastated.
The neigbor boy had another little kitten on a shovel, walking down the street with clearly sinister intentions. What could we do?