Sounded like you were doing all the right things, and that you're a seasoned pro in cat-savvy.

They're mighty sturdy, these itty-bitties. Guess they kinda have to be, to make it to adulthood and independent survival. As Jeff Goldblum's character in "Jurassic Park" marveled - "life finds a way."

From the beginning you could tell he wanted to stick around!

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They look like such helpless little balls of fluff. But MAN can they rule the roost, even at that minimal age and size (or lack thereof).

Our dowager empress kitty, who I think is 17 or maybe even 18 by now, was a teeny little reject that was dumped at the door of our vet. It happened very soon after we lost a kitten that had succumbed to a kitten-killer disease. And my husband was particularly bereft. A woman at the vet called us to speak to him because - since we'd just lost a kitten, they suddenly had a new foundling. Was he interested? YES. Was it too soon after our loss? NO! Would he like to come down and check it out? YES!!! She's REALLY little, way too young to be adopted yet, we think we better keep her for a week or two so she can build up some strength... still wanna see her? YES!!!!!!!!!!!!

So he headed over to the vet. Saw the kitty. It was an instant mutual admiration society. The woman at the vet said - Meh - never mind the waiting period. Why don't you just take her now? I think she'll probably be okay.

And as I said, some 17 or 18 years later, she's old and creaky but STILL okay! Little classic tabby. They're called that when their stripe pattern forms a round bullseye on each of their two sides. That, as we read, is a "classic tabby." (Well, whaddya know?) Many different types of the tabby breed as we learned. Lots of striped ones! They're all wonderful, to me!

Glad she is doing well at her age.

I think this little guy is going to be a dominant one...he has no fear, probably why I was able to pick him up.

Reminds me of our own shredded newspaper and leaves days. And the time my husband stepped out of bed and four tiny ones attacked his legs at once with their little needle claws. People can levitate! Lol.

Thanks, Joeybee.

Thank goodness his claws are still tiny.

I know the reaction quite well. Later, they'll hiss and swipe as they teach him his place in the clowder.

I'm glad he's eating on his own, it makes life a lot easier for you. Once you run out of the KMR, he'll be ready to live on solid food.

Photographing kittens is a thankless job, usually all you get is a blur unless they're sleeping.

What a cutie...

And very sweet

But I think he did most of it...he has a strong will and wanted to stick around.

Okay, I'm joking. Fortunately, I won't be posting pictures of my bare feet with any of the three cats currently hanging around the apartment since I would scare everyone with all of the scars from the scratches I incurred.

Kudos to you for bringing in another rescue. The kitteh will soon learn the order of the furs from its cat-eye masters.

And hadn't yet tried a new color

Another good sign

I always appreciate your posts - and all the good things you do. This world needs more joeybees! (My kitteh loves you, too.)

But I don't think anyone could resist his sweet little face.

He is lovely and I'm glad you've found each other.

Names. Thinking Cal which is short for Calvert the surname of a minor family in the novel.

He's a year old, rescued from the same area