We went over to my Dad's today to drop off some things, and pick up my mail, and there were two of the most adorable kittens ever hanging out by his porch. The little gray one came running over to greet me, fell in love with Mike, and kept trying to climb into our car when we tried to leave. Her brother wasn't as social, but still could be handled safely, and I tortured him with unwanted pettings and ear rubs that he melted into a puddle for.
I'm planning on adopting this one if he survives barn life until we move. His name is Boe (The Poof of Boe for all of you Whovians).
(my dad had just put him on his leg so I could take a picture of his face, Boe doesn't appreciate being held so much. lol)
He has a bit of an eye infection (they both do), so I'll be looking into a vet for him, and have decided to buy some wet food and goat milk to help his momma and him stay at a healthy weight (momma's skinny from nursing), and I'm planning on setting off a little "cat fund" for things like vaccinations, neuter, and emergency services for him. ^_^