On Thursday the 13th at about 9:30 PM someone let a pretty little gray and white kitten out at the house. It would not come to anybody. I put food out for it, because I was afraid that it would get killed crossing the road. I knew it was coming onto the porch to eat. On Saturday the 15th it rained all night long. On Sunday morning I found the kitten on a rug on the front porch and when I open the door it came in the house, so now I guess I have an eight week old little boy that lives with me. I just don't understand people that drop off animals in the woods/ on back roads. Why don't they take them to the pound?