The little tortie is still in quarantine, but I dropped her brothers off with their babysitters for the next week. I've decided these guys have an at-will racial special ability called Take Me Home which makes all who encounter them make a Will Save. I've gone from having nobody want them to having them each adopted out three times over at this point. Which is wonderful. It's an embarassment of riches. Heartfelt thanks to all my friends who have offered a home or help or moral support. I know they'll end up someplace incredible with humans who love them, which is what this is all about. And I seem to have given myself a mortal wound while shaving, so I'm gonna go tend to that.