One cool night in the fall of 2005 I heard a faint kitten's cry. It sounded very close outside. I went out and searched around my house, but the sound was louder as I went closer to my mother in laws house. In her back yard in a small dirt hole was a tiny black lonely kitten screaming. I searched all around for signs of a momma cat and other kittens, but he was the only one around. I took the little guy in and fed him and trained him to use the litter pan. My dog wanted to play with this tiny creature and some of my cats did not want anything to do with him. He became a healthy little kitten and had lots of fun here. My house was his foster home and once he was capable of using the litter pan and well nurished I gave him to a friend and he was named Hyde.