Yesterday I May or May not have Kidnapped a Kitten

Yesterday Adam and I were strolling down my street to get some food from the grocery store. There were a lot of people on the street, as my neighborhood is usually busy at all hours of the night and day, and cars were going down the street in droves. Adam stops me and says “Look!” as a tiny black and white kitten emerges from underneath a van mewing at us. Kitten was around 2-4 months old and scared out of her little mind. I picked her up and she trembled in my arms, terrified. She had a flee collar, but no tags. I couldn’t imagine anyone leaving such a small kitten outside to fin for herself. I tried to put her down and she clung to me tightly. Adam had to pry her off of me. Heartbroken, we left her behind to go to the store. On the way back, she came out of hiding again as we passed mewing at us again. I couldn’t help it, she was so adorable. We decided to take her in to feed her and give her some water in until the traffic died down so she wouldn’t be as scared.

So we smuggled her to my basement so no one in the building would see her and naturally I got out my camera. After about an hour of entertaining and giving her massive amounts of love, we left her back where we found her. I’m still heartbroken and miss her. I wish I could have cats in my apartment.