He Chose Us

A couple of weekends ago, Kyle was walking by an office building with some friends. They heard a loud meow and found a stranded baby kitty in the bushes. Kyle brought him home, and asked if we could keep him. Hmmm, don't really need another pet to take care of, how will LaLa and Sophie like him?, he has a bump on his noggin' - will he be ok?, his front leg doesn't work quite right - is it broken?, Jon is allergic to cats, and on and on with more reasons on why not to keep this little stray kitty. But then I started taking care of him, he was so tiny, so cute, so sweet. He couldn't be turned in to the Humane Society, I dont think he would make the adoption cut due to his leg. We took him to the vet, the kitty is like around 5 weeks old, nerve damage that may or may not heal caused the front leg not to work correctly, and he did have a bump on his head. I told Kyle he may be a special needs kitty, and that was ok with all of us, one of the reasons he is so special. He is growing and his tummy is getting big. He stands/sits on his hind legs really well. He likes to snuggle on your shoulder. He goes crazy playing and jumping around. He now climbs the stairs to the upstairs rooms. He is a keeper.
We are still working out the name: Leon, Chaos, IBK (Itty Bitty Kitty), Captain Hook