Who knows if it even could have been helped. So young and fragile. Painful to think about.
My wife wanted to take it home an nurse it, but she has a toddler to worry about. No one had the time to help it.
Its mother never came back to my knowledge. It finally stopped crying out.
My brother got a cloth, picked it up gently, and moved it to a lower traffic area where it wouldn’t get stepped on.
It couldn’t have been born more than an hour prior. It was crying out for it mom.
Yesterday must have been animal day. Walking with my son outside my church, I ran across a kitten that had just been born, abandoned.
I think he thought that he pulled on over on me; got away with something uber wicked, perhaps.
He kept looking at me, then finally stomped violently on top of a small pile of loose grass, snatched it, then flew off.
I think he was trying to steal some of the loose grass from my freshly mowed lawn.
Sitting on my porch developing web sites. A hawk landed within 12 feet of me, looked around for 2-3 minutes, then flew off. Amazing.