Years ago we bottle-fed a tiny little gray mouse of a kitten.

We named him Billy Mouse.

Kitten Billy was in and out of the Vets so often

that the staff started referring him as ‘our little man’.

Thankfully he survived all his early troubles and is a healthy boy now.

I rarely find him sitting still,

so we don’t get to show him off as much as I’d like.

Didn’t he grow up to be a handsome kitty?