Our new roommate

While doing the laundry one afternoon, Ken noticed that we had a new roommate living with us. Luckily it wasn't another possum like last time but instead a small kitten. Somehow it had climbed up into the top of an old palm tree and was hanging out there. We've seen it run by the door a few times, we're assuming to get food, before heading back up into the tree for protection. Isn't he a cutie?