Suckers

The other day, I pulled in the driveway and noticed some stuff out by our mailbox. Since we live on a pretty busy street, I just figured that a chicken plant worker tossed another Arby's bag out the window. As I walked onto our back deck, I saw a tiny little kitten under out table. He was pretty skiddish, but you could tell that he wanted to come close. Asa made it his mission to get the kitten to come to him, which he succeeded in doing.

Later on that afternoon, I went out to check the mail. It seems that the trash out by the mailbox was actually a quart sized ziploc bag of kitten chow and a shirt that had obviously been slept on by a kitten. This tiny creature did not wander over to our place... he was dumped off on our doorstep, complete with an overnight bag. Nice. We must look like total suckers.

This kitten is super cute and purrs whenever you look at him. Ivey can drag him around under one little arm. She calls him "baby cat". I am not saying that we are keeping this little guy, but I hope that we can find him a good home. If it's the animal shelter or keep him, I'm sure we'll keep him. For now, we'll just cover him in blankets, feed him out of tea cups and laugh at the sight of him being the height of a chicken's knees.