Alright. First a short story. I came home the other day from grocery shopping. I'd grabbed the first load of groceries gearing up for about 20 trips up and down one flight of stairs. I heard a cat crying which isn't odd so I didn't think nothing of it. On the second trip I saw a small white bolt disappear behind the apartments I live in. I investigated and came upon the cutest kitten I've ever seen. He or she was covered in grime and it walked up to me. I should have obeyed my first instinct and left it, but i picked it up and threw it in my bathroom while I took care of the rest of the groceries (It ultimately didn't matter because the icecream melted anyway) Carolyn was already hooked, and I was too pooped to put up an argument. I later asked the other tenants that live in our complex and the kitten didn't belong to anyone so I assumed it was dropped off by someone too lazy to put it in a box by Wal-Mart. *sigh* I ended up taking it to my parents to get it de-wormed and see if she would take it in. It's too early in the year though and her cats haven't been picked off by coyotes yet. She couldn't take it. So here I am on the third day and I notice a mother cat and three other kittens exactly this one's size on the other side of the fence behind our apartments. This one must have gotten through somehow and couldn't find it's way back. Of course the little thing is growing on me, and I'm stuck with the conundrum of keeping it or returning it to it's litter. I'm not a big fan of cats, but I did watch a documentary about tigers recently and got to thinking it'd be cool to own a tiger. This thing isn't exactly a tiger, but he took to a litter box right away so I haven't had to clean any shit or piss since I took it in. That's a plus. I guess it's a foregone conclusion since Carolyn and the boy love him... guess it was just meant to be. I haven't named him yet, but I'm leaning towards Newt. It's white with a tuft of orange hair like me. It keeps attacking my toes while I'm on the computer too. What do you all think?