still suspicious of the kitten,

Well, after a couple of rainy days, I managed to catch (strange orange kitten?) again. It's a boy! (passes out cigars) (rolls eyes)

He's also freaking out his mom and siblings, too. Kept trying to get Little One to play while she was eating, and she ended up swatting him on the nose and hissing a little.

Siblings, while they look to be a little larger than normal (so about the same size as him) do not have the same bouncyhappyeveryoneismyfriend personality as he does, so I haven't been able to coax them out. But they will watch him running around from their safety under Grandpa's house. It's kind of funny, actually; I was watching them and wondering what they were thinking. Clearly, it would be something like this:

Kitten#1: "Is he dead yet?"

Kitten#2: "No. Mom looks kind of annoyed, though. Ouch!"

Kitten#1: "What? What... oh. I keep telling him he shouldn't do that. Moms gonna take his nose off if he won't let her even eat."

kittens go back to staring, and after a few minutes:

Kitten#1: "So, when do you think that big strange thing(me) is going to try and eat them?"

Kitten#2: "I don't know, but it's got to happen. Something that big has to be trouble, right?"