Honestly? It could only happen to me.
Yesterday, pouring down rain. On my way home from work standing at the bus stop.
Some fella runs to the shelter with a small cardboard box. I looked down.
A Kitten!!!! Soaking wet and petrified.
"why do you have a kitten in a box in the rain?" I ask
"Its my mate's. He just locks it in the bathroom with food and litter tray and doesn't let it out. I couldn't leave it there any longer, so I took it off him. But my wife won't let me keep it." He then says "Do you want it?"
Well with Poppy the Destroyer in my house...no other cats allowed.
He then said he was taking it to RSPCA...so I know they pts, so I took the kitten home. On the bus. In the box.
Luckily, I have contact with a wonderful lady (due to a previous stray) who works alongside a charity (I suspect CHAT) and has links to my vets. I called her, and she told me to take her to the vets where she would collect her and rehome her.
Just awaiting an update. She may have found her a home with a lady who just lost her cat. Kitten now flead and wormed, microchip, jabs and neuter on Friday