St. Francis of Assisi and the Foster Room

St. Francis

There's a new addition to the foster room, even though you will not see him full time. He's a little guy, about 4-5 weeks old (not to be fooled by his weight, which suggests he's about 3 weeks old). He's too tiny to roam freely without supervision. And Adler, the Easter kittens' momma cat, is REALLY not fond of him. Hopefully she'll warm up to him as he gets older.

St. Francis came to animal control as an orphan stray, cold and too weak to eat. Animal control does not like to keep tiny kittens overnight so they put out a plea to rescues to take him that day. He was rushed to our emergency vet; his transporter wasn't sure he would make it. His temp was well below normal. He was dehydrated and emaciated. He spent a couple of nights in intensive care in an incubator.

His transporter was told he was a girl and named him St. Mary as she drove by that cathedral. The vet discovered she was a he. By group consensus, his named was changed to St. Francis, patron saint of animals. He likes to be called Frank.

Frank is eating on his own and loves to toddle about. He is a snuggler, too. A major snuggler. He purrs constantly.  He is quite good at amusing himself (he was playing with shadows in his carrier all by himself on the drive home from the vet). He's a feisty little guy with great lungs (read: he can scream quite loudly!).

In a few weeks, if Adler accepts him, he will be able to join the Easter kittens. He currently gets supervised playtime with them and he loves it (although he much prefers to cuddle with his caregiver).