I think i may understand why Thomas and Jefferson haven't been adopted yet. if they must go together, that's why many are hesitant. A lot of people, especially people who haven't adopted through official sources before, shy away from pairs, because they think two cats are more than they can handle. The only reason I didn't adopt Jojo's littermate brother, who was also orange and also in the cat room, was because i only had the fee for one cat. She bonded to me. I never met him, he was asleep on top of the 'special needs' cages. After a week, I wanted to go back and get him, but someone adopted him, once she was gone.
People are leery of pairs. They didn't demand I take both... taking just her was fine (her name was originally Butterscotch). I will never understand why people don't 'get it.' Especially when you have kittens, always get two (or more) because they need someone with the same energy levels to romp with. In my household one would be fine, because Jack and JJ still act like kittens... Especially now that Jack is 100% healthy again... he's a little holy terror. And he's 3! He should be calming down... but I think being sick for so long (vet took some teeth out 1st time, 2nd time took more out, but didn't left remnants of infected teeth... last visit, they took out remnants no charge) JJ's only about 6 months older and she still runs through the house and wreaks havoc like a kitten. And the care and feeding of two is not that much more than the C&F of one. And they'll have each other to play with. They'll never get lonely. If someone gets only one, they should have a cat in the household that has high energy, so the kitten isn't terrorizing the houshold products... of course, they may do that anyway...
Backing down off soapbox... reaching for something to steady self... Man, i wish this cold/flu would go away... it's messing with my equilibrium.
I know people who think getting a second cat is too much work... not really. As soon as I found out JJ's littermate was gone, I went hunting for a second kitty. I found a local rescue out in Syracuse with a bunch of kitties. That's where i found Jack. 7 months old, barely there a month. Scrawny little thing curled up on the sunny windowsill. My boy. i took him home that day. The food and litter isn't that much more. The love one gets from those paws and whiskers is worth it all.
I'll consider both... maybe just one... but maybe both... OOOHHHH I don't know... ARGH!
Back to the couch for me.