So this morning my mom called me to come help her. She yelled at me for not moving quick enough though I soon found out why. We had a kitten chilling on our front porch. Not it's by no means freezing yet but it is damn cold for a kitten to be out there. So for the next hour or so we fed her gave her some milk and even though she was skittish she slowly started trusting us. We finally managed to bring her inside and get her settled down and she is the sweetest little bundle of fur. I've been around a lot of cat and during my lifetime this one was the quickest to curl up in my lap. I would like to keep her but it all depends on my dogs, as I've had them long before she popped into my life. Sitting here in this room with her I've decided to call her Michi. Mini Mochi combined I guess *nose scratch* she's a calico by the looks of it and small. So I feel really great though I may not be able to keep her for myself. I helped her stay alive and maybe I'll be able to find her a new loving warm home. I just worry since people don't adopt cats as much as dogs.