Healing balm in a tiny fur coat

If it wasn't because I knew the rescue of this kitten was very real and urgent - I'd almost think it was just a clever and very wise "quick-fix-healing-trick" my husband pulled on me. Whilst I'd gone away for surgery in my home country my husband soon sent me this image below of a 6 week old kitten he'd rescued from a traffic junction (on his way back from having just dropped me off at the airport to go away!). This little kitten was standing helpless in the middle of the road with no kitty mom coming to his rescue. Snowy (as we've named him) was gravitating towards the usual dumpsters placed at the side of the junction for his survival and he had very evident signs of having had to fend for himself... a horrible cold and a dirty and stuffed nose.

After having popped Snowy to safety by the side of the road my husband waited around for a while to see if kitty mom would appear. It appeared there was no kitty mom around  - only another hostile hissing cat. Dear husband having been trained well (lol!) knew there was only one thing to do - to bring Snowy home to safety and proper care. Apparently it was a little easier said than done as the vet was closed for two days and this - at first - very skinny and sickly kitten wasn't eating. Upon receiving this image I soon realized that he wasn't eating because of his horribly stuffed nose. A sick cat with a stuffed nose can't smell the food and therefore loses interest in eating. So with the help of a local cat friend my husband managed to clean the horrible grunge around his little nose and he slowly began to eat a little. A little became more and more became a healthy appetite. He soon began putting on some weight, was put on an antibiotic treatment and the top and bottom image is the remarkable "result" I found upon returning home - just 10 days after his rescue.

Snowy looks absolutely gorgeous with an increasing glowing fur coat BUT he is still recovering. When a kitten is this young they don't have a fully functioning immune and even now - after two weeks of antibiotics - he is still sneezing and coughing (he's even got a little eye infection). But most importantly he is loaded with beans and charges around ALL day long. On top of it he's got the confidence of a fully fledged tomcat - he clearly has got no clue of his actual size! When the bigger guys around here hisses at the newcomer he just ducks his head and seems to think; "Is that all you've got?" He is quite a dominant little male - probably a little pain in the butt for the bigger guys - but I'm sure it's also why he survived his first rough weeks by the dumpster. 

So this little cute button has kept me great company whilst I had to sit still for a while and now he's got me on my feet - you've got to run fast with him around!!

Anyhow... just a huge nod to my dear husband. As he said; "I know what you would have done and there's no way I could have left him there on the road."