We were adopted by a calico cat, Cali we named her, that would come up outside looking so pitiful that we started feeding her. She got pregnant and brought her kittens around to be fed, which of course we did happily. Unfortunately we live on a busy street and two of the four kittens were killed by cars so we trapped the other two, Cloe and Ollie, and had them neutered and brought them in to join our other three cats: Gabby 14, Bogey 9, and Sassy 2. Then Cali got pregnant again and had three kittens, Aubey, Camile, and Rowdy, which eventually she brought around and yes we brought in. We tried to catch Cali but even after 3 days without food and a big piece of mackerel she would not go in the trap. Well she got pregnant a third time and had three kittens, which I told my wife we were full up at the inn. Well two were hit and the third one, Sissy, even though a seven month old ferrel cat, let me pick her up one morning and bring her in. Well later that week we couldn't find Sissy in the house and looking up under the bed saw where she got into the box springs to hide...so we thought. After seeing a bit of blood on the floor I raised up the mattress and stood up the box springs to see how she hurt herself only to have what I thought was a mouse come out with Sissy. It wasn't a mouse but a baby kitten she just had! Well now we have 10 cats inside including the baby, Hobbs.
Cali has disappeared and I just hope she is okay somewhere. There are no cats outside...they're all inside now.
Gretna, LA
