A few weeks ago I left early to head into town for a class I was teaching, and Paul got the boys on the bus. While waiting for the bus, Cort found a little kitten in the brush. A little orange kitten with no tail. You know orange kittens are my FAVORITE.
When I got home and went out to wait for the bus to drop the boys off, the kitten was still there. He was friendly, and covered in fleas. I treated him for the fleas and gave him some dewormer. Then I put him in quarantine from our other cats until I could get him to the vet.
Bobby checked out all clear at the vet, received his vaccines, and is scheduled to be neutered in a few days. He is about 13 weeks old. He is a good natured little kitten, which is excellent since when my boys are home, he has no time to himself. He is toted about and involved in various complicated games like cat ball and how high can you leap to catch the stuffed frog. He is also very accomplished at giving kisses (see below).
It's good to have a kitten in the house again. It sure has a way of lifting spirits.