On October 8, 2006 my youngest daughter found a lost little kitten under the church where she was attending services with her best friend. He was crying, his right eye infected with "pink eye" and he was just about eight weeks old. He wasn't underweight and looked as though he had somehow escaped from a nearby house. When I asked my daughter about the kitten, she said the children next door had come by and told her it was their kitten but that she could have him if she could get him to come out from under the church. Well, as you can see, she managed to get him out and here he is, now six months old ... affectionately known as Lil' Man. He has an uncanny resemblance to our beloved Rocky.
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