Grandpa Finds Kittens in His Barn – Then the Vet Looks Up at the Hayloft and Turns Pale

Dr. Okafor was already pulling on his jacket. "I've got sedative in the truck," he said. "I carry it for the cattle. If I can get a dose into her, I can get that wire off before she wakes up." "Marsh said not to go near her," June said.

"Marsh is on the other side of a closed pass." He looked at Walt. "I'll need you." Walt didn't remember deciding. He was simply outside, on the porch, cold air in his lungs, watching the vet cross the yard to his truck and come back with a long aluminum pole. A syringe was taped to the end of it.

"I have to guess her weight," the vet said under his breath. "Too little and she'll fight. Too much and…" He didn't finish. He stepped off the bottom step onto the gravel. The bobcat lifted her head, flattened her ears and growled.