I don’t think this needs much explanation:
My mom found him in the garden of her friends backyard. He’s about 9 or 10 days old and the sweetest little thing. Not that I need another challenge in my life, but he needed a home. And I’ve never been able to say no to any animal, let alone a tiny, baby kitty. I haven’t named him yet. I want to wait a few days just to make sure he’ll make it. * sigh * I’m already attached.