Rescued a Frozen Furball at 3AM
Last night, I became the accidental hero my neighborhood didn’t know it needed. At 3AM, I heard the saddest, tiniest mews outside my window—like someone left their phone on kitten ringtone. It was -30°C (yes, you read that right), and there was this tiny fluffball shivering under my porch.
Cue me, in pajamas and snow boots, crawling around like a raccoon. After a lot of coaxing (and one embarrassing slip on the ice), I finally scooped up the little icicle.
Now she’s wrapped up in a towel, purring like a tiny engine and giving me the side-eye for disturbing her dramatic night. I’m just glad she’s safe, warm, and currently plotting her next escape.
Moral of the story: always check your porch, and maybe invest in better slippers.
Anyone else have a surprise pet rescue story?
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