Gerycie, the miracle kitten

I was out with my dogs one morning, letting them potty. There was a light mist after the major storm we had all the day before and that night. I saw what looked like a greyish log in the road. Coming closer, it was a tiny, wet, cold kitten. I though for sure she was dead. Picking her up so I could bury her, she let out this pathetic mew, and I rushed her inside to warm up. She spent about 45 minutes under the blow drier, then a few hours on a covered heating pad to get her core temperature up. After she was warm, she started to relax, and had a very healthy appetite. She was so skinny, and I could feel her spine, ribs, and pelvis. She had worms, and started coughing and sneezing. A few weeks after finding a soaking wet, and cold kitty, giving her de-worming meds, preemptive antibiotics to ward off pneumonia, and all the wet food and cat milk she wanted, she is starting to get a plump belly, and has made friends with my other cats. One of my spayed girls even started producing milk for Greycie! It gives me warm fuzzies seeing her stretched out on the bed, purring. On that fateful day, our vet said she would have died if she stayed out another 30 minutes. I feel finding her that morning was meant to be, and I am thankful every day that she is now warm, dry, and healthy!