Fuzzball (aka fuzz, fuzzbutt, or even fuzzballess)

Fuzzball came to us when Vicki's mother called us one day to tell us of a bag of kittens left under a tree overnight. The night was a chilly November one. When they found the bag there were three kittens huddled together in it for warmth, a fourth (Fuzzball) had left the bag and found a car port and a warm car to sleep near.

When we went to see them, three of the kittens ran from us, the fourth, Fuzzball ran to us. We HAD to take him home.