and that is why I am an irredeemably FAILED FOSTER.

He climbs up on my shoulder and snuggles. Dylan is much less nervous.

They will show up and hang out with me and then head back to their mom.

the same.

Last night he was driving me CRAZY. He is a real mama's boy and loves to snuggle but he is a very squirmy cuddle boy. He rarely holds still and wants to get in my face or give me some nibbles on my arm, which are more like bites because he's so enthusiastic. And he grabs my arm with a little more claw than necessary. There is nothing subtle about Gryff. It was hot and I was so tired. Eventually he settled down.

The other kidcats don't seem particularly bothered. They will sit by the window and watch me and the kittens but don't act out, at all. I think they are just accustomed to new kittens.

And they’re very lucky to have you - they look great!

grey one with the half white face?

But he/she does venture into my yard but dashes to hide when I arrive on the scene.