Or rather, my cat found a thing. Luckily my 85 pound (36ish kg) dog is really protective of small animals, and saved it. We have not washed it. Rather, it's covered in dog slime. Yippee.

I figure at this point it doesn't need to be traumatized any further by washing it. Husband Horse has gone to whole foods to get it some goat milk, the recommended diet for a critter that size. I don't have high hopes of it living. It doesn't seem to be injured, but with something that size, you never know. If it does live, we're going to take it to the vet, have it altered, get it shots, and keep it, since we already have a rabbit. And current rabbit is going to be SO ANGRY. She's already pretty surly. We may have to keep them separate.