Rescuing Our Latest Family Member. "Snake" the Kitten

After a trip to town for supplies yesterday, I went out to water the gardens and clean the path down.
We have a lot of feral cats around here and one had parked beneath the tree in the yard.  So to make
it leave I gave it a quick squirt with the hose.
Upon doing this the cat moved and I heard a tiny squeak,  yes, you got it in one,  a kitten.
The mother cat, as it turned out had been bitten by a snake and brought her kitten to the yard for protection.  I got the impression she wanted it to be looked after, so of course, soft hearted Martha that I am, I brought the poor little mite inside and began to feed it with a dropper. 
Once the stores in town were open, I went in and got a proper bottle and teet to feed him.  He took to it pretty quickly and once fed settled to a deep sleep in my son's beanie.
Said son has become rather clucky with the kitten and we have decided to call him "Snake".

So, for me, it is back to night feeds and raising a young one. Oh for the joy of it all, looks like Snake is here to stay.