I should probably say something like, "I refuse to answer on the grounds that I may incriminate myself."

Ebony: my first foster. Trapped at just under a year old, and pregnant. She was in another home for recovery for 3 weeks and then arrived here. I phoned to adopt her after 29 minutes. A record which still stands, 2 years later. Ebony was so self contained, at that time she must have had quite a full internal life, because she certainly had no concerns with her surroundings, human, animal or physical.

Bobby: a sickly little kitten I trapped, about 4 months ol but extremely underweight and ill. He has a physical ailment - his head is tilted, and the rescue felt he likely was never going to be adopted and would end up PTS. I'm not sure I ever fostered him, lol, I just TOOK him. Look at him now, still with a tilt to his head, but a handsome strong 14 pound 2 year old lanky boy!

Chaplin: 10 week old kitten I trapped. After spending 4 days here, he moved on to another volunteer for socializing. Three weeks later, she was going on vacation for 2 weeks and needed someone to kitten sit him. I took him back and Dad said we couldn't let him go again.

Tommy & Tuppence: brother and sister kittens who were going to be split up for socialization, fostering and adoption. I'd already been through that once and felt it was a HUGE mistake, so I said I'd keep them rather than have them separated.

Mandy: I trapped a male kitten and his sister snuggled up to the trap next to him. Reset the trap and she went straight in. I was new to the program and went along with them that these 2 had to be separated, socialized separately and adopted out independently. We lost track of the male. Mandy has never really recovered from being separated from her brother before she was ready, IMO. She went to another home for 4 months, then lived with Donna / Moosmom, for a year, but never learned to trust humans OR other cats to any great extent. I took her back. And I refused to separate siblings after -- see Tommy & Tuppence above. Mandy has lived here over 14 months, rarely permits me to pet her, declines to have anything to do with the other cats; she starts howling if they so much as look at her. And I truly believe it is all due to that early separation before she was ready.

I have also failed fostering on the dog side. Marlin, Ozzy, and Tasha were all fosters before I adopted them.