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'On Thursday, Dec 4th, the ceiling at work meowed at us': Group of coworkers rescues 3 tiny kittens who were stuck inside the ceiling in the office, immeidately fall in love and take them home

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    "I found three kittens in the ceiling at work…"

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    On Thursday, Dec 4th, the ceiling at work meowed at us. Now it's important to know, before I tell this story, that our work team is built entirely of neurodivergent people who can hyperfocus like a motherfucker.
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    It's a two story building, technically speaking. A single shop building with a warehouse at the back, with a loft built over the shop. Over the shop sits a kitchen/meeting room, but outside of that, the floating ceiling and exposed insulation batting is all that stands between you and a broken neck should you be dumb enough to climb over the rails.
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    For legal purposes, of course, we were not dumb enough to climb over the rails multiple times in multiple ways, we didn't balance precariously on pieces of slat, and we certainly didn't prod the floating ceiling a few times to see if it would hold weight or attempt to Tarzan swing between the supports.
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    When all of the above didn't fail because we simply didn't try it, we realised the kittens were above the floating ceiling but below the kitchen floor, so we instead opted to drag half the shop around. One ladder definitely used the right way later, we took turns attempting to jam ourselves between the levels.
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    Two hours later of perfectly work safe aligned behaviour, and I was able to pull three tiny babies from the insulation batting.
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    The feral mother had definitely already been trapped. The rescues are full. The pound has a wait list. Neonates with low survival rates are often euthanised.
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    They looked at me with their little, barely opened eyes and they twitched their little folded ears. They crawled desperately into the warmth of my shirt, hiding from the bright lights.
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    I'm still traumatised from the last lot of neonates I attempted to raise, whom I lost to fading kitten syndrome. But I did it anyway.
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    Alarms set every 2hrs for the first two weeks, then I started to space them further out. They went everywhere with me - so I got to watch all of their firsts. First time wandering away from the nest, first time grooming, first time using the litter, first time playing, first time trying food from a bowl.
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    Now they're 4-5 weeks old and I'm so desperately attached to them. The most advanced one, I gave to my little sister, as my parents have enormous amounts of bottle raising experience too. The other two will remain with me until they're old enough to be spayed and vaccinated, then I will carefully begin looking for new homes. Maybe the calico will stay with me.
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    I have two adult cats, two dogs, a chicken with a bad leg, two fish tanks and a horse breeding operation, but I found time for these little guys anyway. I think I might love them.
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    The boy I gave to my sister is named Onyx, the black girl is Lunar, the calico is Catherine The Great.
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    Perilous World Oh and two pics are not enough!!!!
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    OP No Touch4606 I'll definitely post more!
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    Other Thumbs Keep the Calico. She looks a bit tortie, and will leave nothing but chaos and wonder in her wake. She will be your best friend and the mortal enemy of many inanimate objects and some animate objects that make very little sense, like a neighbor's Great Dane who is petrified of her growling and hissing, or just one sheep on the neighbor's farm. You will be saved from these menaces, even if you have no idea why. You can thank her later.
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    OP No Touch4606 Yes now I know the difference I think she's a tortie!
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    highsinthe70s I'm sorry but "a chicken with a bad leg" got me lol
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    OP No Touch4606 She had a bad break that turned into a gross abscessing mess, the stockfeeds handed her over for free and I cleaned out the infection, but the leg will never be fully serviceable again, so now she lives with me instead of at my friends place with the rest of the flock. If you check out my post history, there's a picture of her wearing a hat!
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    Affectionate-Cap-918 How did you know the Mom was trapped? They wouldn't have been able to get up there by themselves. Glad you're taking such good care of them.
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    OP No Touch4606 The council runs an extremely thorough cat trapping operation over the summer here, and we'd watched three adult females already be removed. They definitely shouldn't have been screaming loud enough for mum to still be around - they were most likely born up there, with mum using the warehouse as a hunting ground.
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    honeybeelioness I didn't for a long time either haha. Mostly white is calico. Mostly black is tortie/tortoiseshell.
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    OP No Touch4606 Ah! Thank you!
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    PhoneFresh7595 Get them chipped ASAP. Sounds you have ideal vermin control employee's.
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    OP No Touch4606 We aren't meant to have free roaming cats in our area, the laws are pretty tight! So they will become indoor kitties :)
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    Mollytovcocktail1111 Thank you so much for saving these babies! And I'm so, so sorry about you losing the last litter to fading kitten syndrome That is in deed very very traumatic, especially for sensitive ND people. I am AuDHD, and I love cats but cannot handle losing them and you do lose a lot of them in rescue, so I do my best to support the people doing it instead of doing it myself. I admire you so, so much!!!!
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    OP No Touch4606 According to the vets I did everything right, and after raising this litter I can understand that the last litter just... wasn't built to survive. I've thought about them a lot, and all I can say is that the first litter died with full tummies and a warm bed, but it still breaks my heart.

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