The summer of cats continues. Yesterday, Mom, Dad, Sarah, and I were on our daily walk, and I heard an animal SCREAMING from a swamp by the road. We stopped, and a kitten came crashing through the bushes. Shaking like a leaf, the kitten moved from person to person, unsure whether it wanted to be picked up or to run away. After surveying the situation (no collar, no people/houses around, totally freaked out cat), Mom carried the cat home. After spending some time with the kitty, it was clear the little bundle of nerves had been raised in the wild: I've never seen a cat so small and yet so muscular and acrobatic. It (she) actually reminded me of a monkey, jumping wildly after flies and doing flips on the ground. But she was a little wild (feral, for you cerebral types): for instance, she freaked when she figured out that there was water collected in a bowl, jumping in and out of it, dipping her face in (our theory was that the mother nursed her in the wild, and the kitten never had to drink from a bowl, stream, pond, etc.). Most interesting is this cat's coloring: the only way I can describe it is a black and dark gray striped cat with orange stripes layered slightly under the surface of the black and dark gray stripes. Very unique coloring. Now we just need to find her a home (not us)...