Oh well, it wasn't to be. The kitten has gone back to its rightful home, finally found after much door-knocking effort. We were right, it wasn't old enough to be out, it had escaped through an open window (and apparently is always escaping, so we may see it again soon). It had made itself completely at home here, sleeping on Emily's bed, wolfing down food and playing with absolutely everything, so Emily was very upset to see it go, and I must admit I was quite sad too - but I guess it's been an object lesson in how it's important to "do the right thing" even if it hurts sometimes :-(
We're definitely on the lookout for someone nearby that sells/homes kittens now. Trouble is we searched back at Easter time and drew a complete blank. Plenty of places rehoming older cats, yes, but with our two existing quite elderly cats I'm not sure an older cat would be fair on them or it. We thought a kitten would be more readily accepted (and they were very accepting of this little one today) and besides, Emily wants a kitten that's small enough for her to handle - our two are quite "long" and heavy, she struggles with picking them up.
So. Kittenless, we are. But hopefully only temporarily!
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