When a walk turns into a rescue...
Around March 2019, during one of our usual walks, my husband Shawn and I passed a construction site and out of the corner of my eye – I saw some movement. As I looked through the metal fencing of the construction site, I saw a little black kitten. I guessed it was maybe a couple of month’s old, and my heart melted as it peered back at me. As soon as we made a move closer, the little ball of black fur took off like lightning!
Over the next few weeks, we kept seeing the same kitten. Then one day we followed it and noticed it met up with a smaller grey kitten. They knew we were following them, so they both quickly disappeared underneath a gap in the concrete slab (foundation) of a house under construction. We walked down to their hideout and then became really concerned. It was clear the area would soon be back-filled with dirt for levelling off, as the house looked close to completion.
The horrible thought ran through our minds: Their little hideaway would soon be permanently blocked off – and if they’re inside when that happens – they have no chance for survival! So we had no choice…
We had to rescue them!
The next day, we hired two humane traps, not knowing how many kittens there were or if the momma cat was still around.
Assuming their tummies would be grumbling, we knew they wouldn’t resist the strong scent from tins of tuna – and after a few days – we caught both the black kitten and the smaller grey one.
On the road to recovery...
The black one was like Speedy Gonzales, hitting its body up against the cage trying to get out – while our hearts went out to the poor thing as it was so scared – we chuckled to ourselves thinking, ‘you have nothing to worry about sweet thing – you’re going to be OK’. As such, we called it “Chuckles.” The tiny grey one didn’t move a muscle – but size didn’t keep it from hissing and growling like a lion! It was doing everything it could vocally to scare us away. So we called it “Boo”.
We secured them in our car and re-set the traps with new food in hopes of catching any others. Whilst we were pretty sure Chuckles and Boo were feral (wild), out of concern that they may have been someone’s pet, we took them to the RSPCA so they could be posted on their website’s ‘Lost & Found’ page.
We told the RSPCA we had a keen interest in their welfare and recovery, and would help any way we could! We soon found out that Chuckles was a boy and that little Boo was a girl. When Boo was looked over, she had a bad case of the cat flu and conjunctivitis in her eye. Chuckles was relatively healthy, just really (really!) scared.
Long story short, we would’ve given anything to have adopted these cute kittens, but it wasn’t meant to be. So instead, we took them in, and pseudo-fostered them so they could feel what human love was like.
Over four weeks we wrapped these timid, fearful and distrusting kittens up with as much love as we could – and it worked! They blossomed! Boo put on weight. Chuckles became braver. And their hearts opened…
Although we cried (beyond what I can even begin to describe to you!) to see them leave our home – our hearts filled with pure joy knowing they were getting adopted together – to a loving home, forever.
Kindness is free.
We thank those at RSPCA Victoria for their kindness in helping Chuckles and Boo recover from their poor condition, and then being critical in finding them their forever home. And we thank the family who adopted them together! We know they will give you unrivaled love for years to come!
And lastly, we thank you for watching and sharing this story. It’s important to remind everyone: Kindness is free. And you were built to be kind. So whenever you get the chance, remember to be kind. #biglove