Suckers

Last night I was called off of work (too many people scheduled, stupid management), so Danny and I took Vic for a walk at 10pm. Vic took off into the brush and something small and white was bouncing toward Vic.
"Danny! Pull him back! Its coming toward him! What is it?!"
Of course Danny had a flashlight and revealed it was a kitten. It was meowing like crazy and kept rubbing up on Vic. We had a conversation. Do we keep it or leave it. Danny carried her home. We fed her and gave her water and she slept outside. "We'll take her the humane society in the morning."  We both hoped she would just be gone in the morning. She wasn't.
This morning the Humane society said she is too small and they would euthanize her tomorrow. Crap. They will take her in 2 weeks when she has gained more weight and can be spayed and adopted. Crap. Oh, and she has tape worms that can't be treated until she is bigger. Crap.

New plan. She will remain outside, we will offer her to anyone who breathes, she will go to the Humane society in two weeks or 2 pounds, whichever comes first.