"Considering he was about 3,300 miles into his cross-country ride, had been in the saddle for three months and was deeply fatigued, no one would blame him for not immediately identifying the mysterious and tiny thing he spied on a wicked hot late July morning while riding on a rural road outside of Council, Virginia. Perhaps he was imagining it."
"The kitten was a newborn. His eyes weren't opening properly. He was teeming with fleas. It was in a lot of distress and not looking good, said Richie, 55, of Santa Rosa. He and Nadine checked with a couple of nearby homes to ask if an area cat had given birth. A couple of unfriendly dogs cut that visit short. They rode to a convenience store to get the kitten milk, but it had no interest in eating."
Bert Richie was about 3,300 miles into a cross-country bicycle ride when he and a companion spotted a tiny kitten on a hot July morning outside Council, Virginia. The newborn kitten's eyes were not opening, it was teeming with fleas, and it showed severe distress. Richie and his companion checked nearby homes but were chased off by unfriendly dogs. They sought formula and called a veterinarian. They rode 16 miles with significant climbing to Honaker, Virginia. Honaker Animal Health dewormed, weighed (0.4 pounds), rehydrated and fed the kitten, then provided a care package and feeding instructions.
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