We brought home a litter of kittens today, and the runt has stolen my heart! Boudreaux, as I call him/her, is black and white, his black face amplifying his white whiskers. There are seven kittens total, but mama cats only have six nipples. Boudreaux is thin and scraggly, but he's eating more than the others.
My sister saved them from a condemned building, spending the entire day collecting the kittens then resetting the trap. The place was falling apart and mold was growing on the wall, piles of rubble serving as thier homebase. They're now huddled together on a blanket in a box on the porch, yet they're probably more scared here for the moment than they were back in that suffocating building. But they'll calm down, I believe. We already have homes lined up for them.
Save something innocent every once in a while. It's good for you.