Just as things are beginning to settle and Rosie and Rufus have adapted to life just brilliantly - and I'm thinking that maybe I can now begin to get to other things (it is very time consuming bringing in a new kitty member), well then I go do this silly thing as to go out and about with my camera near a deserted hillside where there's a building site. At quite a distance away (I must have a bats sonar when it comes to kittens, lol) I hear this all too familiar sound of a kitten crying out; "Can someone please come rescue me?" So naturally, up the hillside I go in search of the sound and eventually find this scared little girl up a tall metal pole on the building site. She had jumped down on it from a high up place in an attempt to get down to the ground, but it was still too far down from the pole and she was in the predicament that it was too far for her to jump back up. After I'd rescued her off the pole and put her on the ground she just stood looking up at me - purring - and as if with this look in her sad little eyes; "Shall we go home then?" (luckily I think she'd heard the rumour in the local area!!). So I of course said; "Yes, lets go home."
As with most of the cats it's unknown what her story is. She is very playful and like cuddles so maybe she has been left behind by holiday-passers-by who has now left and has left her behind. She for sure was both hungry and thirsty - I took her straight to the vet afterwards and he laughed because her little belly was so full. Apart from having skin fungus (which can be bad enough - it's terribly contagious) she is fit and well and has now settled well to being in isolation (a room of her own) for a week until she has recovered enough from the fungus and can be introduced to her new friends. Her name is Lilly.