Marcia, Thank you. Them growing up and wanting to explore is one of the reasons we moved them. If anyone forgot the door open for a second one would be out, exploring. But I"m so scared my dogs will hurt them. Went looking over lunch, and found the little monsters. Mom had taken them back to their birth den under a huge old fallen tree. Little Nugget was lounging on the tree stump looking for all the world like a little big cat. At first I thought it was mom, but when I approached she wanted to bolt and I realized It was a kitten. Mom was nearby, the moment I spoke to her kitten she came up rubbing against my legs begging more food despite the fact she's been fed today.
The kittens are accustomed to me, but two especially still run from me. The two little black ones are really timid. The Black and white one I called Livingston, he is a little explorer. And Siam is the Siamese lookalike. A lazy little bum who loves naps above all else.
I thought about taming them fully, or at least trying to, considering mom swats at you if you try and touch them and finding homes, but our local shelter is already overrun with kittens and I don't want to steal homes from those kittens. These ones have a home, albeit a barn, but they get regular food, milk when available, it's not the worst life.
For now I think I"ll keep the washroom windows closed, it's nice wheather out so no rewason they can't live out for a while. If bad weather comes, WE'll negotiate about the washroom. Maybe a litter box filled with sand will be used. They used the newspapers we put down, and the blankets and the boxes, everything.