Friday when I came home from work, my youngest son was outside with a kitten who'd followed him home from the park. Her name is now Mabel, and she'll be going to see my vet on Monday. Right now, she is living upstairs (where my sons are) while the other five are downstairs.
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We'll start on introductions after she's gotten a clean bill of health. Not really sure of her age .. youngest son doesn't think he's seen adult teeth, which is a hint.
I'm an odd one--I prefer the cat stage of life to the kitten stage. Youngest son now has a job that he says he will use toward Mabel's care (although I may well have to front it for him, because the spay can't wait until he's saved up, and the job is pretty new).