Looking For GOOD Homes For My Three Latest Charges

One of the things that redeems me in life are my attempts to rescue strays and help out with local TNR efforts. Here are three new friends I picked up in my backyard two days ago, affectionately known as Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail after Peter Rabbit's siblings. They are old enough to eat on their own, but young enough that despite their fear, they still fall asleep in your arms as you rub them. They all have blue to blue-gray eyes and are each beautiful in their own right, as you can see by the pictures. They are quickly grasping the concept of a litterbox, and need loving parents ASAP.

A little update: after several name changes and still no leads on permanent homes, Tom Kitten, the little brown one, is living in my room. He was suffering from a respiratory infection and needed to be separated from the other two for a while. He's on Zithromax, and is quite the trooper. He stays at my feet so much so that I must take care to walk very slowly through through the room, and spends hours enthralled in a little ball with a bell and playing with my hands, or jumping on the laptop when I try to type with him on my bed. Could the bulldogge-girl be having some sort of crisis of the kitty kind?