To the Tintinnabulation That So Musically Wells

Last night I found the cutest baby kitty ever. She's around two weeks old. Her brothers and sisters are all dead and her mother is nowhere to be found. She wasn't eating anything so I came over to help feed her; which I did. I then stated that she would probably have to be fed every few hours during the night. I volunteered for this job. So I got to bring the darling back to my Apartment.



It's doing very well this morning, playing and following me everywhere. Kris wants to name her Bells. I rather like the name.
The vet said she has an eye infection, but other than that is doing well.