There is one that growls, mews, and bitches and moans. While the other three sleep this one lays off to the side and pounces on all of them.

This thing goes into her mother's feed dish looking to eat solid food.

This thing was rolling around the living room this evening all pissed off, clawed it's way up an ottoman and bit my wife's feet.

This little feline bastard is 29 days old and thinks it's Leo the Lion.

Take his picture, I wanna see which one...........

Tomorrow for sure - it's one of the dark-colored kittens.

It's so tiny and yet if you go to pick it up it's all teeth and claws after just 29 days of life.

God and Mom Nature have a way to lay out some strong creatures.

It is now the 5-week-old kitten from hell. This thing clawed it's way upstairs one carpeted stair at a time just to shit on my floor and flip me the middle claw.

The bride has named them Mischief, Trouble, Chaos, and Shiloh. The smallest one, the little white female, is Shiloh. She keeps to herself, nurses when there is no crowd around, and prefers to play with her cat toys alone. She's happy and healthy, she just dances to her own tunes on her own terms in a gentle manner.

That's the terror, second kitten from the left who's smothering poor little Shiloh in this photo. The huge beast has beautiful tiger stripes on it's legs and down both sides. He's the only one that screams out for solid food and he's ready to brawl his own mother for it out of her feed dish.