My housemate and her boyfriend were in Pendleton this past week. Her stepdad manages a fancy restaurant in town and they serve food at the Round-Up, so they went to help him out with that. They brought their bikes along and spent a lot of time exploring a MUP along a river there. On their Saturday ride, they encountered a very tiny, dead kitten who had been clearly thrown on the rocks to die. It was horrid, but they figured there might be others around in need of help or at least burial. After a long search, they finally found this little guy.
He can't be more than 1-2 weeks old. He is so tiny. His eyes aren't even open yet. The finger belongs to my housemate's boyfriend.
As is always the way, they found him 10 minutes after the Humane Society in Pendleton closed for the weekend. He's got some debris in his eyes, and they'll take him to the vet tomorrow. After tonight, he'll stay with my housemate's mom who's not working right now, so she can give him the care he needs. He's got to be "licked" regularly still and will not excrete waste without that. I've never been able to understand why people just don't put unwanted kittens in a box in front of the Humane Society or the pound. At least they have a chance that way. So cruel... Anyway, this one's a lucky little guy.
(Sorry the pictures are so dark, but he still needs to be out of the light, and so I didn't want to use a flash.)