My wife brought home two of them 'bout a month ago. I thought they were mangy until we all got circular shaped sores. They tried milk our Tom (we were shocked he tolerated the humiliation and abuse). I figured them for a month old. Now they are at least double in size and the most trouble finding kittens in the world. Their claws are sharper than my caping knife and they like to use them to shoot up people's legs. I wonder if there is a market for kitten acupuncture. They like to [bleep], ahem sit on my shoulder and purr in stereo.
