Sorry folks, for discussing non-videogame subjects in this blog, as I am going to do today. Hopefully, everyone approves the freshly released Episode 38? I'm still hard at work on Chrontendo, but over the last few days I've been distracted with an animal related matter.
A couple days ago a received a late night call from my mother. She was on the verge of hysteria, since her two dogs had captured some sort of animal behind her backyard shed. She was concerned that they were in the midst of mauling a neighbor's cat or perhaps fighting a racoon. For those of you who have not had face-to-face experience with raccoons, please note that, while cute, they are larger than you might imagine them to be, and are capable of blinding or even killing a medium sized dog. I rushed over and was able to squeeze behind her shed and drag the dogs off. Once I got a hold of a working flashlight, a I went behind the shed to see what sort of animal it was and found a tiny kitten lying on the ground.
One of the dogs had blood on his face, and my first concern was that the dogs had either maimed or trampled the kitten. The kitten was still alive, but I couldn't tell what sort of condition it was in, especially since it was completely covered in dirt and mud. Using a pair of leather work gloves, I picked her up, and brought her into the light. We weren't sure if the kitten was feral or domesticated, but at this point the cat was in deep shock and didn't resist. We didn't see any blood or injuries on her, but her eyes were glazed over and her tongue hanging out. We weren't sure she was going to make it, but we covered her with a blanket in an attempt to keep her warm. Eventually, she seemed to snap out of it a bit, so it was decided to bring her back to my house and set her up in a pet cage.
After getting most of the mud off her front end.
By the next day it was clear she was a tame kitten and would let us handle her. We were pretty sure she didn't have any broken bones. While the presence of a strange animal in the back yard must have set my mother's dogs off, it seemed clear they hadn't been trying to hurt her. We tried to get as much mud off as we could, and the next day gave her a bath. It turns out the thing is pretty darned cute.
Cleaned up and looking precious!
At this point, we are going to make a poster and put it up around the neighborhood, in the off chance that she actually belongs to someone. However, I am hoping that end we up keeping her, as she is just as sweet and adorable as you would imagine. My wife does not approve of this name, but I am calling her Mudflaps. If the next episode of Chrontendo is delayed at some point, it's probably due to Mudflaps suddenly leaping onto the keyboard while I'm in the middle of something.