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K discovered this cutie in our garbage can Saturday morning. There has been a set of 4 kittens living under our shed for a few weeks now, but they are wild and unapproachable. They've apparently been raiding the garbage at night, they must not have remembered that Friday morning is garbage pick-up in our neighborhood. :-( So in he hopped only to fall all the way to the bottom of an empty can. K discovered him the next morning as he cried for help.

Initially he hissed and spat at me as I wrapped him in a towel to extricate him, but he is has grown used to being cuddled now. K speeds through her chores to spend every free moment with 'her' kitty. Her plan is to keep it inside for a few days until it is tame, then let it go back out with its brothers and sisters.

She decided to name him Rocky because of his stone gray color. He also has extra toes on his front paws that make him look like he's got boxing gloves on, so Rocky fits just fine.