Nearly 60 and a grandma.

We could not afford to keep him. We got so attached to him and his littermates.His mum had them secretly under a hedge and tuned up with them at the back door. They were pretty feral to start with. But not Kevin, he just marched in behind his mum,found the food and sofa and behaved as if he was born to it. It took us weeks to tame the others, but eventually they were ready to be homed. They are spaced across all our neighbours and Kevin often waits on the garden wall for his mum to come out. I miss them, but the money paid for his mum to be fixed, vaccinated and has a better life now. Sometimes love means letting them go.