Since I get up well before the crack of dawn, I usually go to bed around eight at night. But, as I was kitten hunting I decided I'd stay up until nightfall when I would have to put the trap away. You can't leave the trap up at night or you might catch a raccoon or, God forbid, a skunk! I kept peeking outside all evening hoping we had trapped the wee cheetie. Extra-sleepy about 9:15 I finally decided I was too tired to wait any longer and went out to put it in the garage. One tiny white & grey kitten was in the trap! Woo hoo! I moved him into the garage, covered the trap with a towel so he could "hide" and texted Jessie the good news.
Animal Control came and collected him this morning. Jessie was worried they would put the cat down after the quarantine period and I figured, since he was feral, they possibly might but the officer assured Jessie that they would try to tame him first and adopt him out. As it stands, they will watch him closely for ten days for signs of rabies and then Jessie is in the clear. If he shows symptoms of the disease, Jess will be notified that she needs to begin treatment.
The treatment for rabies exposure is not as bad as years ago, but you still get six injections over 28 days. For someone as needle-phobic as Jessie this is not a happy prospect! However, she is having fun telling her friends the story and changing her facebook status to "rabid."
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