As it says in the title, he crawled out from under the house while I was out on my stoop, having a cigarette break. I knew I couldn’t just let him run around, and he couldn’t go back under there and get lost.

I’ve seen his mother go in and out of there from time to time, but I also know her as a neighborhood cat that would likely abandoned him. So I grabbed him up and took him in. I have tried to poke my head and this access hole and another one on the other side of the house and look around a bit to see if there were any other kittens, but I couldn’t see or hear any.

It’s probably only about four weeks old, so I’ve been feeding him some wet cat food, giving him water. I have a roommate that’s going to foster him.

We’ve named him Raindrop because it was raining out when he emerged from under the house. He’s extremely snuggly, chatty, and active! ❤️