My neighbor volunteers (bless her heart) with our Humane Society fostering kittens that are still too small to be adopted. I offered to babysit her current brood one day when she had six gray and white kittens from a litter and one extra abandoned orange boy. After two laughter-filled days with the little guys, there was one that I could not give back. Once he was big enough, he officially become our forth furry adoptee. His name is Goober and because he attached to me at such a young age, he still retains his cuddly behavior and truly sees me as his mother. His little tail has become an the envy of all who see him, 14 inches of long orange silky fur. He is the joy of my life and I thank the Humane Society for all their hard good work.