A little kitten of four months old has adopted me and I must leave him to the woods here in the South. He follows me around and trips me up when I walk. It is right outside my camper door crying to get in. The locals call it, "Mouse". It is black and white with brown eyes. I think it is the alpha cat of a five kitty litter. However, there are seven kitties here and three adults.
Funny how some of the smallest things make one hard put to leave a place.