Kong,
This was the first night we had him, he was so tiny, palm sized, all claws and teeth. Though much has changed since we got him, many things are still the same. He is still all claws and teeth, it seems that he will never grow out of that at times. He's grown so much, he will no longer fit in your hand, and while he is quite squrmish it's hard to tell exactly how big he is. At times I just shake my head at him, and ponder, "what shall we do with you" All and all he's not a bad cat, but he is still a kitten, into everything, everything is a toy, and at the moment, the toilet is the greatest thing in the world, with the bathtub coming in a close second.

It still boggles my mind that Kong at 3 weeks was left to fend for himself on the streets, and if it wasn't for a great few acts of kindness he wouldn't be with us, or anyone.With that being said I really do want to encourage everyone to support their local animal shelters. Especially those who believe in a no kill policy, and have the very best interests of the animal in mind. A local one, the one we got Kong from comes to mind. If you would be so kind as to visit Heavenly Creatures.
With that all said I leave you with this heart-warming photo of the Misses and Mister.
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