Well, hosers - today turned out to be the day that we said goodbye to little Rose and Sage. I think I mentioned early on that there was an iron in the fire, someone in the wings who might be willing to adopt the kitties for a forever home - but it didn't seem likely and we never pushed it. The were so sick for most of the time we had them, and hadn't even had their feline leukemia/HIV testing yet. They have improved SO much, and yesterday we took them back to the vet for these tests. I was ready to pass out from worry, thinking how cruel the universe would be if they had gone through so much already, just to ultimately test positive for something with no cure. BUT - they were negative.

The vet was impressed with them, and said, "They look like completely different animals."
It was the vet who told us that the person who might be interested in adopting the kittens was actually our former vet, who had retired and sold him the practice. She is semi-retired, actually, and comes to work there periodically and had mentioned she was looking for kitties recently. So yesterday, after we got the all clear, he took a couple of pictures and texted them to her. We barely got in the door yesterday before my phone was blowing up, and it was the clinic, saying she was definitely ready to take them, and could we bring them in today?
So hosers - that's what we did. The girls are now with their forever mom, a veterinarian, where they will be raised together, and never lack for anything. We have been all over the place with emotions and wanting to do right by them. Four cats in our current house isn't ideal for a myriad of reasons, and this seemed too perfect to pass on. We came home and cleaned up everything in the bathroom, and sniffled the whole time.
Here are my last few photos of them. I miss them already!
Sage in the tunnel, one of their favorite places:
Sleepy Rose:
Sage hiding behind a box:
Ferocious beasts!
Can't quite believe they're gone, really. But I know they're going to have a wonderful healthy life. *sniffle*