My neice is about to pick out a kitten from a litter of persians. How can she pick out the most laid back and managable kitten to turn into the cat she can brush and live with?
This. When I went to visit the kittens I ended up adopting I was actually there to see another litter entirely. In theory I have a soft spot for black kittens and I know they are less 'adoptable' so I was ready to take a pair home. Their foster mom was taking care of two (smallish) litters at once in the same room at the time. Suffice it to say that my kittens had other ideas than my taking the black kittens home. I sat down on the floor and they RACED over to me and started climbing on me and purring. One of them tried to climb inside my shoe and got stuck while the other one tried to make a toy out of the pen I was using to fill out an adoption application. I knew I had to have them, and I wasn't wrong.Kittens and cats have a tendency to do the choosing, not the other way around. When I got Jamie, I had every intention of taking one or two of his brothers, but he had other ideas, untying my shoelaces, jumping all over me, etc., as if to say, "Me, me, take me!"
Mogli was the same way when I went to the shelter just to play with the cats. He had me convinced within minutes that I simply had to take him home with me.
Speaking of adopting the homeless...there is a cat shelter in my town having a two for one sale on the 30th of this month. I want to grab two...so bad. Help homeless plays in my mind. I like the black cats too for I too know they are put down. On the subject of picking a kitten thank you. I will pass on your story to my neiceThis. When I went to visit the kittens I ended up adopting I was actually there to see another litter entirely. In theory I have a soft spot for black kittens and I know they are less 'adoptable' so I was ready to take a pair home. Their foster mom was taking care of two (smallish) litters at once in the same room at the time. Suffice it to say that my kittens had other ideas than my taking the black kittens home. I sat down on the floor and they RACED over to me and started climbing on me and purring. One of them tried to climb inside my shoe and got stuck while the other one tried to make a toy out of the pen I was using to fill out an adoption application. I knew I had to have them, and I wasn't wrong.
If you are going to a reputable breeder this should not be an issue but much more important IMO to try to see that the kittens are (at least externally) healthy (clear eyes and pink ears and gums, clear nose that isn't runny, no sneezing- though actually I broke the sneezing rule with my own cats- fortunately it worked out okay).
Such a heart warming story. Glad it turned out.Most of mine are cats, people have given to me.I only picked out two of my nine. And I did what everyone did here. Let the kitten pick me and thought out what I could live wtih and what would be happy with my cats I already have.But my neice isn't as tune-in as we are. There were some helpful hints on here and I think she will be able to do this now.I guess I have a soft spot for the shy ones. Jasper was the first kitten I looked at. The local vet had 3 kittens up for adoption - a tortie girl, a black boy and a grey boy. When I got to the vet, the tortie girl was off having some time with a foster carer so that left the two boys. The vet nurse opened their cage and I saw this wild looking black kitten. I knew he wasn't for me. I asked where the other one was and she lifted up a blanket to reveal this little face poking out, not looking too impressed. The nurse took him out and I held him in his blanket. He sat quietly on my lap and rested his head on my arm. And that was it - loveSo yeah, I agree with the above posters. You just know. I knew that Jasper was right for me because I could give him a quiet home and lots of one-on-one time. Turned out to be the right choice and we bonded very well. But no-one else has met him because he won't tolerate strangers and reverts to his hiding ways.