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Thank you @Mani and @stewball. I asked the refuge (who legally owns these kittens and will sell them for $300 ea) if I could use those gel claw tips, and they said 'no'. So I couldn't even try them before making my decision on whether to take any of the kittens.
I recall in a foster-carers' training program I did quite some time back that the refuge urged carers not to adopt their charges, as foster carers were too important to the refuge to lose, which they'd probably do if they had cats themselves. Yes, these kittens are a bit different, in that I found them after a long, hard search over 5 weeks. They were such a reward after a tough, emotional few weeks worrying if I'd ever find them (and not being sure they actually existed due to the confusion over whether the mother cat had given birth). I'll never forget the moment I located them. It makes them all the more special, I suppose.
Still, there's a lot to consider here. I'm no spring chicken, and I'd hope these kittens have at least 20 years ahead of them. I hope I do too, but I may not be in the same place I am now - a house with grass, trees, and plenty of places to lie in the sun.
Speaking of the sun (yep, any excuse to show you another photo), it’s Autumn here and the mornings are getting cooler. This morning when I pulled the curtains a stream of sunshine came in across the floor. The kittens immediately ran to it and were dancing around in the small sunny spot. Then Ginge got quite possessive of it as it became smaller with the sun's movement, and (in my interpretation) tried to keep the other two at bay. The second photo shows the consequences for Ginge when she tried to grab a piece of sunshine!
Minstrel, hogging the patch of autumn sun beside the front door.
Ginge, suffering the consequences of trying to share Minstrel's patch of sun.
I recall in a foster-carers' training program I did quite some time back that the refuge urged carers not to adopt their charges, as foster carers were too important to the refuge to lose, which they'd probably do if they had cats themselves. Yes, these kittens are a bit different, in that I found them after a long, hard search over 5 weeks. They were such a reward after a tough, emotional few weeks worrying if I'd ever find them (and not being sure they actually existed due to the confusion over whether the mother cat had given birth). I'll never forget the moment I located them. It makes them all the more special, I suppose.
Still, there's a lot to consider here. I'm no spring chicken, and I'd hope these kittens have at least 20 years ahead of them. I hope I do too, but I may not be in the same place I am now - a house with grass, trees, and plenty of places to lie in the sun.
Speaking of the sun (yep, any excuse to show you another photo), it’s Autumn here and the mornings are getting cooler. This morning when I pulled the curtains a stream of sunshine came in across the floor. The kittens immediately ran to it and were dancing around in the small sunny spot. Then Ginge got quite possessive of it as it became smaller with the sun's movement, and (in my interpretation) tried to keep the other two at bay. The second photo shows the consequences for Ginge when she tried to grab a piece of sunshine!
Minstrel, hogging the patch of autumn sun beside the front door.
Ginge, suffering the consequences of trying to share Minstrel's patch of sun.