St. Francis came to animal control as an orphan stray, cold and too weak to eat. Animal control does not like to keep tiny kittens overnight so they put out a plea to rescues to take him that day. He was rushed to our emergency vet; his transporter wasn't sure he would make it. His temp was well below normal. He was dehydrated and emaciated. He spent a couple of nights in intensive care in an incubator.
His transporter was told he was a girl and named him St. Mary as she drove by that cathedral. The vet discovered she was a he. By group consensus, his named was changed to St. Francis, patron saint of animals. He likes to be called Frank.
In a few weeks, if Adler accepts him, he will be able to join the Easter kittens. He currently gets supervised playtime with them and he loves it (although he much prefers to cuddle with his caregiver).