Working as a volunteer I spotted a tiny little kitten. I was already fostering one kitty, Squirt, so I asked if I could foster Poore Boy so he could keep Squirt company and I could care for both these tiny kittens. Over time Squirt became my hubby's cat, playing with him, climbing on him, coming when called. Poore Boy became my cat, loving up to me, he loves to watch me on the computer (he chases the cursor). Poore Boy is no longer a poor boy because he is enriched with our love.