Susan still giggled at Cass' rather matter-of-fact reaction. "You're no fun sometimes," she smiled as the white kitten thought her hair was something to be played with. His claws were so tiny, and she did try to look to see if it was a he or a she, but there was so much fur, she couldn't truly tell yet. Either that, or it was a girl.
She was amused by the way they played with Cass, looking at him to see his reactions. "Yes, we should take care of them for a while, just until they are a little bigger."
"And no, Misha won't mind at all. I'm sure he'll be only too happy to go out hunting and provide his children with plenty of dead mice to show me how we should be feeding them."
She gave him a look as she realised something. "You aren't going to just dump these on me, now, are you?"