The grey boy, who I called Oliver in the end, didn't make it very far.
He went to stay with Caroline our welfare lady for his 'finishing school' placement and as you can see he won't be leaving.
He has formed an alliance with one of Caroline's dogs and they are inseparable. Caroline's hubby and son are fighting over his final name.
Caroline rarely keeps a foster cat, especially a highly homeable one, but everyone in her house has fallen deeply in love and they can't bare to part with him. He's a very lucky boy indeed... Caroline's house is puddy heaven.
Oliver's sisters refused all attempts at taming and eventually became so distressed at me keeping them cooped up we decided to neuter and release back to site where they have a steady food source and someone to watch over them. They were very pleased indeed when I finally set them free.