A royal "pain"

We found Sultan Fuss when he was just a few hours old. When we found him and two siblings (one of which was already dead), we saw that their mama had apparently been hit by a car and dragged herself under the dumspter to be with them - she was, unfortunately, dead :(. We took Sultan Fuss and his sister in and lost the litter girl a few hours later as she was very cold and limp when we found her. It was touch and go with Fuss as he was also very small and cold. We took him to a veterinarian and they tried to tell us that it was very unlikely that he would survive. We bought milk replacement powder, and a heating pad and fed him every two hours for the first few weeks of his life. He was very vocal and bossy right from the start and would kick up a fuss if we didn't attend to him immediately :), and since all cats think they are royalty, we ended up calling him Sultan Fuss. His vet got a real kick out of his name.