It won't come as a surprise to anybody that knows me that I went to the shelter today and rescued this little guy! I named him "Boris" and he's about 9 weeks old of pure "ornery".
There aren't any kittens at the shelter right now, so I was surprised to see this little guy. He had been there for 3 days! He's currently in my son's room ("The Land of Dirty Underwear") and having a ball!
I could hear my son crying out "OOOOWW!" as the little guy climbed up the side of his leg. I'm afraid Boris is going to think his name is "Little Shit" pretty soon.
At the risk of needing insulin, I've posted some pictures of my new charge below. Nobody can disagree that he's a photogenic little guy...
After a rather crummy week, I'm high as a kite over this little man.
I'm in love with him already.