The Cat Peed on my Biological Clock

The last year my biological clock has really been ticking away. We thought about it, decided what month would be good to have a baby and even picked out a name. I mean I’m 30, I can’t just be waiting around forever.

A few weeks ago I started finding baby kittens around the shop and bringing them home, cleaning them up and finding homes for them. I brought one home and put him in my room with me because I didn’t want the other cats getting to him  and I didn’t want him to find some cranny in my house to get stuck in. I made him an area with a blanket, food, water and litter so he could spend the night and go to his new home the next day.

3am: The meowing starts. I dragged him out from under the bed and put him back in his box to see if he was hungry. Nope not hungry. Starts meowing again. I picked him up and put him in bed with me where we slept snuggled together for an hour.

4am: The meowing starts again. This time he does not want to snuggle and still doesn’t want food. I’m sure he just wanted to go back to his mom and his home but his home was a shop van and sometimes an old board. My bed surely had to have been better than that.

5am: At wits end, I took the kitten out to my car and let him sleep in a jacket.

10am: Realizing I can’t let the baby sleep outside I decided I don’t want one.