Pardon me if this post get jumpy or incoherent, the titular kitten is attacking my toes. 
Sunday Morning May 18th, a nice morning for an early morning walk with the dogs, cool enough for a jacket but finally warm enough for shorts. We go two blocks north and I hear this horrifically loud caterwauling across the street. I look over and see a set of tiny ears poking up from behind the grass on the strip between the sidewalk and street. Tying the dogs to the fence around the apartment building on our side of the street, I scoot across the street to find the boniest kitten I’ve ever seen and tiny as well. His face is a mess of green goop and he’s sneezing between wails. I scoop him up and he burrows into my jacket under my chin (his bottom conveniently fits in my bra). So not having enough hands, I call my hubby who comes and get him and takes him home. I could NOT just leave him there!
After returning from my walk I talk him and clean him up a bit and discover that one of his eyes is very severely infected. And that his tiny ears and tail are dark gray; his body is stripey brown on tan, Somehow I managed to get a little canned milk and a wee bit of canned cat food into him that day as it was pretty obvious that he was not completely weaned yet.
The following day we take him to the vet. The doctor informs us that his left eye is completely destroyed and will need removing eventually. It’s distressing news but not overwhelming as the kitten has already proved he can climb, jump and get from the floor to anyplace it wants even if it means walking on a human to get there. We get meds for his eye and take him home.
About a day and a half later, kitten discovers a new thing! If you put food in your mouth, your tummy gets full! :eek: Who knew!? Now he’s eating us out of house and home! (But he’s no longer so bony that you hold your breath touching him for fear of breaking him)
Over the following week I started to notice something odd about his nose ie it was not really there anymore. Oh, it was there but it was starting to look wedge shaped instead of flat. This odd shape increased but the kitten seemed to show no symptoms of illness. Finally on Sunday the 25th, his face resembled that of a Navi from Avatar and his nose had developed a bulbous growth on the end. I decided this had to be seen on Tuesday and couldn’t wait till his appointment on June 2nd. Sure enough, even though he’d had a dose of dewormer on his initial appointment, it appeared that he had ringworm on his nose. (Fortunately for the rest of us, it appears the dewormer prevented anyone else catching it)
So now I have a one eyed, sharp clawed, toothed demon of destruction with a scab on his nose living in my house. Pray for any stray tissues, tubes of chapstick, pencils, erasers, pieces of paper, etc. that happen to be caught in the crossfire. The meds are clearing up the infection in his eye, though there is nothing that can be done for the eyeball. The upper respiratory infection is clearing up and he has discovered the fine art of leaping at passersby from the tops of chairs, beds and shadowy doorways. Hence he has been christened Ninja Kitty!
