Monty Higgenbottom was the first to purr, but I think it was just an accident. It happened on the first afternoon they were here.
He was curled up in ball and sleeping soundly in a puddle with his brother and sister, and when I reached inside the kitty cage and gave him a few little pets, he began purring softly. He opened his eyes, flinched, and gave me a look that said "HEY LADY, I DON"T KNOW YOU!"
He held that look for a good five seconds, then tucked his nose back into the puddle. The one eye that was visible stayed open for a moment.
"Hey lady, I'm watching you."
There were two, maybe three blinks, and he was asleep again. That was it for the purrs for a whole week.
He got to know us a little better and became a little more comfortable when we were around, and finally he decided to start purring again.
And now he won't stop.
He just likes to sit and purr.
And though you can't hear it, that's exactly what he's doing in these photos.