Though it be little, it be fierce

This morning a kitten crying woke me up at 5am; I looked around outside but I couldn't find it. Later in the morning my neighbor called me to say that she saw a lost and scared kitten and it ran away under my car. Ben, Clifton, and I went out and we found a tiny, scared, wet, kitten shivering by the edge of the garage. After a long chase I cornered it against a fence and grabbed it. It was FIERCE... I had to pin it down so I could grab it by the scruff. I brought it home and put it in a box... where it hisses and growls at me every time I walk by. I hand-fed it a little chicken hoping that it will warm up to people eventually... it is a pretty scrawny thing...