I just went in to give them their am mash. They are 4, all piled together in their play pen. THere is sleeping Hyia, and Columbus curled beside her. I told my friend it was going to be hard to let that go, and she said tell me about it, i keep talking people out of adopting my foster. Hyis and I talked last night about her experience and she said how much she has enjoyed it, and how much it has meant to her. She says she can't wait until next summer when she can do it again. I have always been a bit supersititous about when an animal chooses you. This time however, there is no option about anything. We have Neccy and Sancho and that is two I shouldn't have addd, and will never regret. Even so, we are full up, it is all I can do to keep us afloat. Sancho is the best cat I have ever known, so even tempered and not a whisker of trouble to anyone. SOmeone cast him into the woods for whatever reason when Erin started feeding him before she adopted him with us. It's all fate and it's all hard. SO if your around KC and you want to adopt a kitten unlike any other I have ever met, I don't see why I can't advocate when he goes up for adoption. Ressie is going to be so pretty I fugre she will go quickly with my prayers. Litltle Potlicker, aka Einstein, is a plain jane, but she makes up for it with brains. Her sibling most like her, Mr. Chomp Chomp, isnt' any dummy either and he is funny. Potlicker's fur is different, more coarse, with a section of auburn. I think She and potlicker had one daddy, different from the others. The other's have fur as soft as owl down.. When I took them outside to try to get seperate stool samples, he took one look around and said No WAY and shot up my leg. Grey Fluff as Hyia calls her, she's a sweetie and big and strong. Her eyes are goign to be green, and I don't believe she will have any markings to show that she and Ressie are closely related besides that little mark they share on their heads. I am going to whine that the two can't stay so bear with me. If there was anyway in the world I would have Columbus stay. He will make hopefully someone a wonderful cat. ANd yes, he does walk about like he owns the place, and that bed, and that pillow belong to him. He thinks the girl doe too. Wipes tear. Columbus has a motor boat purr to tavel all the seas. May it bring him shores of love. THat's all I have to say.