God bless you whatever you decide. We took in a kitten -- Toby -- nearly two years ago. He was barely weaned.
We weren't in the market for a cat, already having one, and an anti-social one at that. And a Yorkie. And a tiny house. We kept him in the bathroom. Brought him out and introduced him to both Ozzie and the rest of the house very slowly.
I wanted to find him a home but it was too late. My mother was enamored with him so we were stuck with him.
I've grown to love the little bugger, though he can be a real pain in the butt.
That said, could you pass this up?
(Just got this picture TODAY. It was on a mystery roll of film in my manual camera that got abandoned when I went digital last year!)