There is one kitten, Ethan Errol, who is a bit more skittish than the rest, so my assignment was holding him while trying to persuade him that I was a nice human. I think he was coming around by the end of our visit; I would say he was about 100 times more responsive than our Wendy is. Unfortunately, when I got home, I found I had dozens of photos of the other three, and a few of their mother, but only one photo of him. At least it's a doozy.
He loves to bite feet:
But he also takes a little time to sit around looking winsome:
He has a great personality to go with that pretty face. He and his tabby sister are spoken for, so I hope his people will send Connie photos so we'll be able to see him grow up into a wonderful cat.