One evening, about two weeks before Christmas, Adam and I upon returning home noticed a cat sleeping in a basket in our garage, then another running past the car, and yet another jumping onto the wood stacked in our garage! Adam was not too thrilled. The garage is his special place to work on projects and he didn't like the idea of having his space overtaken by cats. But the evening was too dark to try and do anything about them.
The following day while I was cooking in the kitchen I noticed three kittens sitting in front of the garage. One orange tabby, a calico and then the smallest looked part Maine Coon. A little later I saw that the smallest kitten was sitting on the edge of the planter by my kitchen window. I couldn't help but notice that she was adorable!
That evening we had a lot of snow, and the following morning while looking out my kitchen window I once again saw the kittens. This time however the orange tabby was sitting by the garage alone, and the little Maine Coon kitty was sitting in a rut of snow in our driveway. She looked so cold and alone! I went out thinking that I would probably scare her into going back into the garage, but when I came closer she looked up and began to purr! I then took her into our front porch and gave her food, water and a hot water bottle.
I then proceeded to call all of the animal shelters in our county, and the next, in hopes of finding a place that would take her and hopefully the other two cats. The response I was met with was disheartening! Everyone told me that they did not have room for cats, and some of them actually seemed annoyed that I would bother them.
When Adam came home he decided that we could keep her. I was pretty happy. : ) Adam took her to the vets later in the week and discovered she was quite ill, and that if we had not taken her in she would have lost her eyes or died.
The little kitty we kept is growing healthier and is very happy too! I named her "Tasha" because she made me think of the cats in Tasha Tudor's artwork.