No, really, I’m not kidding. I trapped a stray kitten in a carrier with some food. It was mighty friendly and may or may not have given me some fleas. Meanwhile, it is living in my bathroom in the carrier with a makeshift litterbox, a bowl of food, a bowl of water. It’s got to be less than a year old considering that when I moved I remember it being tiny. I believe this is the kitten that “lives” down the block and I’ve called different agengies (okay one) to come to help it but no one called back. Now, I’ve got to call several numbers, including my vet, maybe even my doctor (if I have fleas) to sort this out.

Really, I was just doing my laundry at 9:30pm and this is what happened.