I donít know if you all remember Mr. January, the cat that started hanging outside our house? Well he still hangs out, although I really believe he belongs to someone in the neighborhood since heís well cared for. Anyway, I discovered this poor little guy in his mouth the other night. He was bleeding and about in shock. We set him up a place in the bathtub, away for all our cats. I was positive he wouldnít make it through the night, but look at him! He is eating, sleeping, and has most of his feathers. Heís just too young to fly yet. Kevin named him Porkchop (you know how all the cartoon cats look at their intended dinner as a steak/chop?)