When my husband and I first got married he came across a teeny tiny kitten while working in the yard. It was feral and and rather scared and angry, but it was also cold and clearly hungry so my husband put on oven mitts and scooped him up and gave him to me as a gift because it happened to be my birthday. He was the first cat I'd had since my beloved Tom died when I was little girl (Sadly I have no photos of him
6 months old
6 months old