Monster.

The other day I was sitting on the couch, browsing the web on my laptop and out side the window I hear this little high pitched scream. I turn to see my brother (Kelly) walking through the door with this little fuzzy screaming creature tearing his claws into my brother's hands. Kelly tells me to go grab a box as he sets the little kitten down. I do so and ask him where the little fuzzbag came from. So, here, my dear sweet readers, is the story of Monster the five week old kitten.
Kelly: "Me and some friends were walking down the side of the street and we hear this little noise. As we got closer to this road kill we found this little kitten screaming and pawing at his mother's dead body. So the girl I was with picks him up and takes him home. We bathed him and took care of him but it soon became apparent that she could not keep the little cat. I knew that Mom and Dad would not be happy but I had to help the little guy so I brought him home." Kelly says to me, "I didn't want to see him die. He is just so cute, and a little monster at that." Soon after my brother declared the kitten's name to be Monster. My mom and I had to go to the pet store and buy some kitten formula so he would not starve. Mom was worried that we would not be able to keep the cat, seeing as how we already had two cats (one an indoor, the other an outdoor) and two dogs.  When my dad got home he was sweet talked into letting us take care of Monster. At my yard sale this weekend I sold  one of my dogs (which I am just heartbroken over.) and I was crying. I looked at my dad and said, "You realize that now we can't get rid of the cat, I would have no heart left." My dad agreed to keep little Monster and now the new addition to our family is purring and rubbing against my face. Welcome home kitten. Welcome home. Stay Amazing. =)