The two kittens (we’re tending towards William and Mary, what do you think?) are beginning to come out from under my mother’s bed and joining her watching TV, but are still pretty shy. They were rescued from a vacant, foreclosed house (hey, this is a real estate column, or I try to make it one) in August, so they’ve had several months without human companionship. Still, they respond to soft rubs – they purr – and as yesterday’s photo showed, they’re already prepared to be picked up and cuddled by a small boy. Now we have to work on them accepting a grizzled old man. That will come, as will photos.