Brotherjak showed up one day and never left. Just a tiny little thing that could fit in the palm of my hand, crying his eyes out with no mother or siblings around him. I have no idea where he came from since none of the strays and barn cats I see wandering around are black and White. He spent the first night inside hiding under my desk and crying until morning. When he finally calmed down he ate and then went to sleep. When he woke up he started wandering around acting like he owned the place.

I love this little guy, he is my only friend.