Latte, our pretty boy.
This is our wee Stormy Weather shortly after we rescued him. We first saw Stormy about midnight on a night with terrible storm. He was cowering in a bush and just screaming. I tired to get him but he dashed under our shed so the next day I set a humane trap with some tasty tuna and he took the bait. He was just a little thing and half starved, but he took to being a house kitty quickly. With his thundercloud gray fur and flashing lightning eyes we decided his name had to be Stormy Weather!