A very sweet little stray kitten was found living in the garage behind the house I live in.
The guy living downstairs heard it meowing and put out some milk. His daughter stalked
and captured it. He didn't want to keep it and he knew I had a cat that died last year, so
he asked me if I wanted to keep it. I let the young girl who caught him name him.
Jackson's first bike ride, to the vet.
