Several years ago, my son and I went to a pet store and heard crying in the parking lot. It seemed to be coming from a truck. We looked around and saw a little face looking out of a hole in the front bumper. My son managed to reach up and grab the little kitten, who was maybe 8 weeks old.
We took him into the pet store and said, “Look what we found in the parking lot!” The pet store employees said they did not have facilities to keep a kitten. A woman standing in the check-out line said that she knows where a no-kill shelter is, and she would be happy to take him to the shelter. She took him from us and said, “I’m not ready for another cat. My cat died a year ago, and I’m just not ready.” But she kept cuddling and petting him. A bit later, she asked, “Do you think he’s old enough for a bath?”
I cannot know for sure, however, I highly suspect that he never made it to the shelter.
You mean the lady gave the kitten a clot shot and it died?