Zeus

 The tech at Rad sent me photos of a bottle babe she'd taken in.  Her daughter had named him Zeus.

Zeus is only two to three weeks old.  He was found in the wheel well of a work truck.  Since he's way too little to have gotten up in there himself, he had to have fallen from the engine compartment.

The truck had just arrived at work which does not bode well for any littermates or mom.  A mom cat could also have been moving them out of the engine well, before the truck was driven to work, and forgot him.  Or didn't have time to get him.

I went and got him Friday night.   That's because we thought maybe Sierra, the emaciated mom whose five kittens are now with a different Radpets employee, would mother him.  She still has plenty of milk.  She's been in my bathroom recuperating.

Bri sent me this photo of Zeus, as introduction

But Sierra would have nothing to do with Zeus.   

I left them together in the bathroom but put a baby cam on them, to see what would happen.  Sierra attacked Zeus.  I ran in and got him out of there.   

He was an easy keeper at least.   I would only have him for the night since Sierra had rejected him.  I fed him well and put him in a carrier in my exclusion room nestled in with handwarmers.  He was so warm and comfy he slept through the night.  

Sierra did not however and yowled the night \away.  Also I could hear her jumping up and back down from the counter too.  I got almost no sleep.  She's going back as soon as the weather breaks.  It's been so cold, windy and rainy.

When I drug myself out of bed this morning, I fed Zeus again, then later on, after feeding him once again, with a nippled large syringe, played with him on my lap, before Brianna arrived to take him back.

Shortly after that, Brianna picked him up.   I finally went outside to put the cans Brianna had at her place into blue bags, so I can deposit them at Bottle Drop under the nonprofit's account there.   There was activity at the empty neighbor's place.  The realtor who also does property management was showing it to potential renters.   Two or three came by while I was sorting out the cans.   

I should have drug my lawn chair out front to have a better view of the candidates coming and going.  Great entertainment!

I would hope to have a friendly neighbor again but I know that's quite rare to get these days.  What I don't want is neighbors with barking dogs.  I'm in my yard a lot in the summer especially and if there are barking dogs in the yard, life turns miserable.

I've felt very lonely lately, with the neighbors gone and the usual lack of human contact.   I can't even stop by the Lebanon woman's house anymore because she's gone too.   The friends I have left who haven't died or moved are facebook friends, whom I don't actually see in real life.  

I had the company of a tiny new life today for awhile and that was nice.  I decided to take a nap later on, since I was sleep deprived from the night before.   But then I didn't wake up until 3:00 a.m.   Uh oh.  Now I'm really off kilter with sleep.

I'm looking at the weather app, and it says by Monday it should be 70 degrees again.   So I'll take dear bored Sierra back Monday.  The young women are getting her an outside cat house.