So, sad/glad news.

The kitten was a little more seriously injured than I'd realized when I picked her up, so she's at the shelter now. There was just no way I could pay for those vet bills, and none of the organizations I emailed last night replied to me by 11 this morning, at which point I decided she really shouldn't have to wait any longer. (I would not have even waited that long except she didn't appear to be in pain when she wasn't putting weight on her limb, and it's a very, very, very long bus ride out there. I actually paid out for car service because I wanted to limit how much she got jostled.)

To my amateur eyes, I think she has a good chance, though, and that's the good news part. They are going to do their best to take care of her, and their best is surprisingly good for a shelter that can't turn away animals.