That sneak attack surprised Kuo in a yelp as he was grabbed and snuggled. His fluffy tail swished back and forth as they walked, his little paws, declawed at the front from his previous owner, swatted at her chin.<br/><br/>The second they were sitting and milk was in front of him he literally tackled the bottle, not caring that he was plenty old enough to use a cup...he never had before. The tiny fox bit and tugged at the plastic tip, trying to get more...and considering he was biting holes in it everywhere he was definitely draining the bottle fast....and getting milk all over his face.