Cricket

I was born a barn cat. Unfortunately I wasn't well cared for, and at just five weeks old, I was taken from my mom and sold at Kuber's Feed Mill. The humans who took me in saved my life, cured my conjunctivitis and my ear mites. I was so cute, though, who could resist a little black kitten who could fit in the palm of your hand? I love my family, and have a peculiar attraction to male humans. If you like to sleep or cuddle, maybe we could hang out some time. Oh, and if you're wondering why my name is Cricket, my mom tells me it's cos I'm little (enough), black, and jumpy.