Callaghan

I saw a bit of orange fluff in the street, slowed down to look, and pulled into a driveway. Traffic was light, and I darted into the street and grabbed the kitten off the road. Birds were circling around. Kitten was petrified. I can't have pets because any dog or cat would twine around my father's legs and trip him. The only time I loaded photos here was for two newborns, Fog and Mist, found on the seat of a truck. I fed them formula until I could get them to a foster family. I named this one Callaghan for the street. He (?) doesn't want formula from an eye dropper. He does purr and play. We'll get him to a foster family soon.