One morning grandpa heard the clippity clop of horse hooves outside the fence along the country road, and decided to peek over the fence to see who was riding. Low and behold it was a young girl riding bareback, holding the reins while ponying another horse, and holding a tiny bundle in her other hand. She asked him, “Is this your kitten? I just found it laying in the middle of the road in front of your property.” Of course, it was not ours, but, being grandpa, he quickly replied, “I guess it is now.” So, that is how Yoda came to Runamuck. He did not have his eyes open yet. We figured something got the mama, so we took him in and began bottle feeding him. He is now 6 years old. His name came from the fact that whenever he swallowed a gulp of milk, his ears would move back and forth… and they were pretty big ears… thus, the name “Yoda”.
During this same time, one of our goats died while giving birth, and we had to bottle feed her kid. He and Yoda slept together in the bathtub, and would play together like a couple of puppies…. but that’s another story.