It's a Boy!

While playing outside, Mia kept telling Kent that there is an "animal" in that tree. He just dismissed it as her imagination, a bird, squirrel, etc. But one day while he was out mowing and picking up around the tree he heard meowing. He looked up into a hole in the tree and there was a little baby kitty about 2-3 weeks old. We waited 24 hours before we brought him into the house, since it was then apparent that he was abandoned or being neglected by the mother. The vet said he probably wouldn't survive another night outside, so being a sucker for cute baby animals, I brought him in and starting caring for him.

This is right after we found him.
Two days later in the house. He already looks better.
Mia feeding him "kitty formula".
Crawling around on "mommy".
This is "Milo" as of Memorial weekend. Even since then he looks even better. He is big and fat with soft fluffy fur. His eyes are even bigger and more alert. He is walking a lot better and starting to play and interact with us more. We got lucky because Isabelle is off of school now and she is home with the baby-sitter and they have been taking care of him. He is on a feeding, pottying, napping schedule, just like a baby. Kent is not thrilled with the new family member, but there was NO WAY I could just let him freeze to death or starve.