My last addition to the fur family zoo was dumped at the side of the road 5 minutes from my house. I watch a woman kinda hang out the passenger window of the car and lightly drop a black bag. They then turned around and drove off. There was just something weird about how she was carefully placing the bag. If you were tossing trash, you would just toss it right????
When the light changed, I drove by and of course looked at the bag and then saw a tiny little kitten head pop out. I slammed on the brakes and ran across the street. One kitten ran into the bag, one kitten ran out of the bag into the construction field. I got the one from the bag and threw it in my car and then ran into the open construction field for the other.
As you can imagine, I had guys with hard hats running and screaming at me to get out of the field, I’m just balling like an idiot and can’t completely talk trying to tell them there is a kitten somewhere in the field. It was a mess.
Long story short, I brought Olly home and Peaches was found by a guy in the field and she was taken home by him so it all turned out good but I still have some nightmares about it and it has been a few years now.
