The title is an inside joke because my mom and her boyfriend both had to take care of him as a kitten so they say that he is their kid. And he is a brat.

Sadly this cat comes with a moral, see when mom's boyfriend Mike found him he was in the middle of the woods and could hardly move, just a little bag of bones. He was so bad that Mike didn't tell my mom about him until a week later because he didn't think he would survive. He had to be under constant watch. Luckily he pulled through and got to come here to live, the only problem now is that he is epileptic. What is the moral?
Spay and neuter your pets! Morty was lucky because we took him in, he would not have survived if Mike hadn't found him.