by Janice
(Sunny California)
Hello! My kitten's name is Sierra, I named her after the mighty redwoods in the Sierra Nevada Redwood Forest.
But I want to go back to just last week. I work in a factory making paper products.
At work, just as in any other job, there is a section dedicated to those who enjoy smoking (I'm not one of those) but word spread of a kitten hanging around the smoker's section outside, so I faced the smoke of all the cancer sticks and sat outside with the smokers.
The machines are loud outside and it was dark, so I got up and started the "here kitty, kitty" and for a bit I heard nothing nor saw nothing, but as I continued calling through all the other loud sounds there was the faint cry of a kitten.
I turned around to see a small figure sitting on the cement, I walked over and she ran away. I called her again and told her in a gentle voice that everything would be OK. She let me come closer, and she was so tiny - not small - tiny as in skinny.
One of the guys gave her a bowl of water, others gave her scraps of food. She was so hungry I was scared she would choke from not chewing.
My break was over. I hoped by the end of my shift she would still be out there, so after work I went straight to the smoker's section and called her again and she immediately showed up.
By now there was light and I could see her creamy colored fur, orange tipped ears, tail and face. What a doll!
I brought her home and she slept for a good two days - my work is surrounded by a lemon grove and eucalyptus trees, coyotes and hawks and raccoons and who knows what else is out there, such a terrible place for a little kitty she probably barely slept, trying to survive.
I took pics of her and showed my parents and niece who told me that she is a flame point or red point Siamese, so I looked up the name and sure enough she is a perfect match, right down to her amazing blue eyes.
Because there are no homes around for a few miles, it’s all industrial with trees between the factory and the warehouses, I wonder if this little kitten was dumped by a truck driver or she jumped out of the cab when a door was opened.
I will take her to see if she has a chip, but if she does it will be so hard to give her to her rightful owner, but I must do the right thing.
If not she will have a home full of love.
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