I've decided to adopt a kitten, to keep the other 4 kitties company. He's about 10 weeks old. I wasn't gonna do it, didn't think I could stand havin a kitten around, after losing Belly Lugosi like I did. Still, I walked over to Ted's place to look at em. Danged if the one boy didn't try to follow me home. It ain't but a quarter mile from my place to Ted's, but a quarter mile is way too far for a kitten to walk. I took him back soons I noticed him. I was sittin down to supper later, and the youngest of the little darlings heard a "mew mew" from the porch. Sure nuff, that little stinker was sittin there, scared and lonely. I figured any kitten that'd brave the hawks, dogs, and whatnot just to follow me home was dumb enough to fit in here. Now I just gotta come up with a name. He's a little orange-red ball of fur, with cream colored spots.