So, I was just taking out the trash, minding my own business, when I heard the tiniest, most desperate meow echoing from the storm drain. Fast forward 20 minutes, a lot of awkward crawling, and a near-miss with a very confused raccoon, and I’m holding a soggy, shivering furball who’s now acting like she owns the place. She’s already claimed my favorite hoodie and has zero respect for personal space. I’m not even mad. But here’s the thing: I’m terrible at naming pets. Do I go classic (Mittens?), ironic (Stormy?), or just let her keep the title of "Tiny Overlord"? Open to all suggestions—bonus points for names that sound good when yelled at 3am. Also, is it normal for kittens to have this much attitude? Because I think I’ve adopted a tiny dictator. #KittenRescue #PetAdoption #NameMyCat #Pets #Cats