Well, folks… the curtain has officially closed on our foster kitten adventures. And let me tell you, we went out in true foster style: with another failure. But hey — this time it was only a half fail, so I’m calling that progress.

If you’ve been following along, you know we took in two tiny, wobbly kittens who quickly stole our hearts (and all the best napping spots). What started as a temporary foster turned into weeks of whiskers, wiggles, and purrs that took over the house.

SoPork Chop. Yes, that’s his real name, and yes, it suits him perfectly. This sweet little guy with the biggest purrs has officially become part of the family. We tried to stay strong, but clearly, Pork Chop had other plans — and honestly, who could resist?

His sister, the lovely and refined Duchess, has moved on to her forever home where she’s already ruling her new kingdom like the royalty she is. I like to think of her as the classy one of the duo, while Pork Chop is… well, the rowdy little brother who can’t help but stick around.