Meet Duke Ellington Morris!
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I love your write-up of him. It brings him to life. 
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Foster kittens had a very rough couple of days after deworming and transition to formula but they seem to be bouncing back today. And now that they’re feeling better, they’re determined to escape their prison.
Good effort, kitties! But ultimately doomed to failure.
(The climber is the one who was the most ill. She’s a fighter!)
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I have a John Coltrane, a Dizzy Gillespie, a Charlie Parker(Bird), a Billie Holiday, an Ella Fitzgerald and a…drumroll please… Rotten Ralph.
Hmmmm…maybe I need a Duke Ellington as well!
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Little imps. I love their little pink feet and noses. Can you imagine if you turned them loose? Cat-astrophe.
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My gelding’s barn name was Gatsby. A good name. 
ETA: Whom a French friend always called Gatsby le Magnifique. 
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Beautiful kitty. 
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I found an old kitten pic of Marie and her brother, Donnie. I keep forgetting how short her tail is until I see her beside other cats! I have no idea what happened - it was already short when I got her as a foster at 4 weeks.
(No kittens were harmed in the making of this photo. Donnie just had odd ways of making himself comfortable. Just sleeping, I promise! 
)
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That photo reminds me of La Grande Odalisque or Manet’s Olympia.
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I started to describe them as “letting it all hang out” but decided to be a bit less informal. So yes, I see the resemblance! 
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He got braver in increments.
I had to livetrap him when I had work done in the basement (where he’d been hiding).
Then he was MIA in the house - mostly the guestroom where I put food for them & the litterbox.
In 2019 I was permitted to look at him on the window ledge there, behind the curtain
Then he’d venture out when I could Look, Don’t (even think about) Touch
Now he’s on me like (chubby, orange) white on rice
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And you must name her Monkey
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I think you described him once as the “fat orange barnacle” and I got a good chuckle out of that!
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Yup, that’s my Cheeto.
He’s gone from Skittish 
to Smitten
He must attach himself to my person whenever he can.
And for 12# of chub, he has the teeniest meow
Where his 8# confrere is the Tallulah Bankhead of catdom ME-OW!
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It’s funny how the ferals/strays get more attached than “normal” cats. And my biggest cat in the house also has the teeny meow. It’s like he was told not to shout for attention. So he just sits there and purrs like mad.
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Yes, but can he get down on his own?
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