I found a kitten and I unfortunately cannot keep it.
If you live around Los Angeles and can manage a trip down to near Gardena and would like to pick up and give this kitten a home, PM me ASAP.
Please be as swift as you can with this. The kitten is staying in an empty room and it dares not to move from where it's been. It's been like that since around 7PM last night. I can provide temporary stuff like water, food, and some dirt as a substitute litterbox.
The kitten is presumably female and very, very young. It is so small, it could probably fit in your hand if curled up.
Thank you.
(Also posted at Bemanistyle.com SoCal Regional, General Discussion, and Forum Boredom)
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My dad heard an unusually higher-pitched mewing going on while I was setting down the hose in my backyard and we tried to look for it. I started to hear it too and found the little furry she-ball in an accessible part of my now-defunct jacuzzi. After getting it out, I took it inside.
She (I assume it's a female) was just scared. Couldn't stop meowing and continually failing to get out thru a screen door. I tried feeding it water through the syringe they gave me when my teeth were ganked but no dice. Also, all three of my cats simply reacted violently to her. I at least realized that she can handle the food the cats ate so I gave her scraps left by my cats.
My mom came home and I told her what happened and she immediately didn't want the kitten inside (and with good reason since she gets allergic badly).
What is seen in that movie is where the kitten is tonight: in an empty vacant living quarter behind my house. I felt real bad that, while it would at least be warm...well, it's fucking empty. It was getting dark so I had to do the best I can do get temporary accomodations: a disposable plastic plate with some water and the bottom of a plate for plants to retain dirt as a substitute litter box. I went in to take a shower and I felt real bad so right after I showered I took out a paper plate, put in half a packet of food and smushed it enough so she could eat it.
In the morning, I will give the other half of its packet and then it's off to the shelter. It's hard not to get attached and also not feel terrible that, well, it's a goddamn kitten in an empty room by itself not knowing what the hell is going on overnight. I just hope that when she's in her new home, if cats have the ability, she'll realize what I did and remember me.
If I can, when I drop her off at the shelter tomorrow, I'd like to give her a name. One idea I had was some play on the number 4 since if I had kept her, she'd be the fourth cat (I'm still saving Wobbuffet for the one day when...).
URGENT: PLEASE SAVE A KITTEN (Los Angeles area) 
