I rescued a kitten about a month ago. I was coming back from lunch during work, and as I was about to go under the freeway bridge I heard a LOUD meow. I kept looking around as the meowing continued. Finally I saw some bushes moving and I knew I had to do something. I climbed over the fence and ran to him. He was stuck under all the weeds. I pulled him out and he was covered with fleas and was crying so much. I put him in my shirt pocket and climbed over the fence. I rushed him to my work and took him straight to the vet. He was dehydrated pretty bad and was infested with fleas. The vet said he probably wasn't going to make it. But after a week of having him at home with a lot of TLC he MADE IT. He now is part of our family. His name is Beaudry (because I found him on Beaudry street (pronounced Bowdry). He is such a brat and he loves his new brothers (1 bulldog, 1 pitbull, 1 chihuahua mix, and two cats). He loves to play with all of them but mostly him and Nike (the chihuahua) love playing the most. Here area few pictures of him.
Here he is on his first day I found him at the vet infested with fleas and starving
Here he is a couple of days after the vet visit
Here he is with his best friend Nike
Here he is chillin on his queen size bed.
Here is his latest picture taken about 3 days ago. He is such a smart cat and a brat.