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I suspect that my beloved Sian and Lady Bastet have teamed up to mend my broken heart
Monday I saw a tiny black kitten on the deck. I waited and waited for the mom to show up and take the kitten, occasionally feeding him with some of the replacement milk I keep in stock. I set up a Blink camera so I could see if mom returned but at 9pm the baby was still there so I brought him inside.
In the morning I put him back, just to see if she'd show, and I ran up to the store to get supplies, just in case she didn't. When I got home all I could hear was a frightened kitten, SCREAMING. Needless to say, he is no longer outdoors. I know bringing in a likely abandoned kitten is risky. The mom may have abandoned him for a good reason but I could NOT leave things without trying to save him.
Interestingly, this was the same place I first saw Sian, the same month of the year. A sign? Who knows. The kitten is probably 2, close to 3 weeks old and I suspect a bit undernourished. I'm taking care of that.
So meet Merlin. He is small but VERY vocal, bright eyed, ears are popping up and I think I see the tips of baby teeth showing through. He loves to sit and sleep on my shoulder. He's had his first flea bath. I'm doing feedings around the clock, so not getting much sleep, but that's fine. Next on the list is a vet visit, probably next week. He should be old enough, by then, to start the whole routine.
I'll keep you posted on his progress.
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Never know, could be a sign.
What a sweet little baby, hope it comes through okay. 
and has properly delivered unto you a new young one to hold and raise up in Her name. I'd have done exactly as you did... no way would I have left that young one out in the dark! In fact, when my 'Puter came to me, she was about the same age and only weighed a few ounces. She had an extra long and joyful life... and she had been abandoned by the mama cat. So, I'm singing songs of joy and praise for you and Merlin. Perfect name, IMO, too! 
I'll be looking forward to his antics as he grows up. I'm so happy for you!
