So i work in a warehousing district. And at the warehouse where I work, we have inherited a family of feral cats. Not great, but kinda cool. One mom and 2 (used to be 3) kittens. I thought they were terribly cute and decided to start feeding them and name them too.
Buster (he's always first at the food bowl) and Shiloh (he's very shy and last at the food bowl).
On Monday I noticed that Shiloh was not eat and was so weak, whenever he sat in a breeze, it looked like the wind was swaying him.
An intervention was needed... Janine to the rescue!
i finally caught him yesterday morning when he was so weak, he couldn't barely move. He has been to the vet and is still super weak, but at least he's eating! Now, I'm going to keep him inside at work and see if we can rehabilitate Shiloh over the next few weeks and then maybe even get him adopted! That would be first prize!

Now look at that face and tellme how can I possibly resist?

Looking forward to watching you grow strong and healthy little Shiloh!