Rascal

I would like to introduce the newest member of my family, Rascal. In the third week of October, one of my work mates mentioned that she knew someone who knew someone who found 5 small kittens in a trash bag. The young person heard the babies crying and investigated. I volunteered to take one home. He was adorable (well, we did think that he was a girl for the first few days and were calling him Molly!) and he fit in my hand, he weighed half a pound. We had to do everything for him that his mom would have and then some. We bought milk replacer, my friend lent us a kitten baby bottle, we filled bottles with hot water for warmth, put our ticking alarm clock by his bed so he wouldn't feel lonely, changed his bed twice or three times a day, washed him (only cat that I have ever met that doesn't mind a nice warm bath), cuddled him, held him and loved him.
Rascal is currently about 4 and a half pounds and in his fourth month of life. I think that he is going to make it.
I have been reminded in the last few weeks, how much I love having a cat in my life. He loves to cuddle (even if you are trying to type, it doesn't bother him), he will play with anything that moves (pencils and knitting needles included) and most recently has taken to stealing shining objects (such as hair clips). He makes me laugh at least once a day, especially when he is trying to wrap his little paws around a decidedly bigger boxer head. Ahhhh....cats are good.