It strikes me as sort of eerie that "Lil' Bit" was first mistaken as a bird at the supermarket Barbara's sister Eve works at. The vet who checked him out yesterday is named Dr. Bird...and he eats like a baby bird (which Leslie pointed out). So what do ya'll think of the name Birdie/Birdy for him? Things happen in threes as the saying goes. It was so sad watching the lil guy try to wash himself after his dinner this evening. He nuzzled up and down his legs, and rubbed them all across his face just as if his tongue was fully functional. I'm praying the day comes soon when he really can clean himself, and eat on his own. It's sad having him rely on me for all his nourishment (water included). Though I must say he's getting a little belly now! Cast your votes now!