One of the vet techs at my local animal hospital was inquiring yesterday about kittens. Her nephew (who's 10) had his heart set on an orange kitten, or a brown tabby kitten. He had fallen for a little stray that had been brought in by one of the ACOs, but the kitten (he had named it too ) got very ill and died. So I brought Samantha down this afternoon, and Patty saw her, met her, tested her, and said yes. She'll be spayed before leaving the White Coats, and will likely need antibiotics for a week or so. Sneezing still, but not bad. This boy will adore the little girl, and if it doesn't for some reason work out, she'll come back.