Running saved kitten's life

On Tuesday, my friend and I were running on at 5:15 a.m. out on a country road. We ran by a driveway and the mailbox flew open. I swore I heard a kitten, but she thought it was a bird, so we just ran on by. On the way back, about 1/2 an hour later, I knew I had to take a look. Way in the back of the mailbox was a tiny kitten. I got him out of there and took him home. I found out that he was only about 3 week old. So, after a day of feeding him with a bottle and helping him go potty and stuff, I realized I just couldn't manage him. A co-worker who has someone home all day is caring for him. I named him Miles since he was found on a run. Here's a pic of the little guy.