mrwaverly:
You've got to love kittens, haven't you? It's actually quite sad when they grow up. My brother rescued our cat, who we called Dave, from two Staffordshire Bull Terriers who were using the poor kitten as a pull toy. Dave was ten weeks old when he came to my house, and very small. I had forgotten the joy of being able to have a sleepy, purring kitten curled up in your hands. There's nothing like it.
