Hi, I’m Frankie. My three sibs and I were found under a tree in someone’s backyard. We were about 3-4 weeks old, and our Mama was nowhere to be found. We were brought to SBACC and then went to our first foster home, where we were bottle-fed until we could eat on our own. Then we went to another foster home and a third one when Foster Mom #2 went on vacation. My second foster Mom decided she had to keep me forever, and I will have four young feline sibs in my home. What more could a kitten hope for?