Well, I'm glad to see that I'm not the only one that got thier heart snagged by this little fella.

I'll try to answer some of your questions.

I think he's about 8 to 10 weeks old. He's eating kitten chow mixed with canned and is having no problems now.
He is on a vitamin and iron building medicine as well as an antibiotic for the next ten days.

He is a very gentle kitten and was extremely nervous at all sounds yesterday. Today he seems to have figured out that we have a very noisy and busy cat house. He slept most of the day and I'm glad. He needs to rest and heal from whatever happened to him.

No chance on Sissy helping him out. She spotted him two rooms away and started growling! She is kicking her babies off now and the last thing she wants is another one!

I know I don't have one in that color scheme but Gee Whiz! How many times have I said no more but they keep coming? NO MORE!!!!!! This has got to stop!!!

Please, don't pat me on the back for saving this little guy. All that credit goes to the people who brought him in, the vet, the blood donor kitty named Moses, and Mud Pie himself. I just carried him around to keep him warm and said a few prayers. Nothing more than any one of you would have done. I appreciate the thoughts but I really can't take any credit for anything more than some hugs and kisses and I enjoyed that part!