On Wednesday morning of this week I saved a kitten from the elements. We found the little guy meowing away on the porch and, after realizing he had been abandoned, we took him the the local human shelter (the Scarborough Animal Centre on 821 Progress Ave). No collar, no chip, no sign of an owner anywhere. It was a bit cold that morning and we couldn't keep him -- I'm very allergic to cats, unfortunately. It turns out the little guy was only four months old. So he's in good hands now and if no one shows up to claim him in ten days, he'll be put up for adoption. I'm sure he'll find a good home. He certainly had the cute thing down.
Of course, for the rest of the week I had to stay at home on account of my allergies -- they're that bad. I guess I didn't get all the hair and whatnot off my clothes.