Our cat Millie has one kitten. We call it Baby, because it is so small and I'm not sure if it is a boy or girl. Until I'm sure, I don't know what to name it. It was born in the summer under a gardenia bush. Baby is solid gray, with large eyes.
   The other day I couldn't find Baby, so I went outside to look. I heard something on the porch roof and looked up. Baby had climbed the tree and gotten stuck on the roof. In a vain attempt to get down, it had fallen in the gutter. I had to get a ladder and help it down.

This page has been edited for an update: Since Baby is no longer a baby, Dad named him Gilligan. He said we can't keep calling him Baby when he's grown. I always give cats such serious names, so he named it after Gilligan's Island.

At two cyears old he was run over while crossing the street. 2012 RIP. My sweet little Gilligan.

View photos of Gilligan.