(He was small enough to wear a ferret sweater.)
I found this little guy on the corner of my neighborhood one winter night. He was anemic from all the fleas on him and he was no more than a week old. He had a brother, but he was never found. It took me about an hour to catch him. But when I did I took him into my warm house and got him to trust me enough to let me touch him. He slept with me that night under my covers in my bed.
He was the best addition to my little family and now has a big sister Cee Cee to watch over him. He is a snowshoe breed and has the prettiest blue eyes in the world. I named him Little Man, which he soon grew out of. lol
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