Anyhow, we have three cats at home and a dog and if I had world enough and time, I would probably have many more. This past winter, we set up a shelter of sorts for a couple of strays on our front porch, complete with a large plastic bin with a small hole cut out so they could get a bit of shelter. I would feed them and make sure they had water, but they were obviously strays and didn't want any part of human contact.
Knowing my feelings for animals, my wife decided a few weeks ago that we should take in a pregnant homeless cat. She's not a stray, mind you, but homeless. If you meet this cat you'll see she's easily the most friendly feline you've ever seen. This cat was definitely someone's pet at one time.
A friend of my wife apparently found this cat outside her house and she took it to the vet, but for whatever reason decided she couldn't keep it. The cat was supposed to live outside, but that didn't last long. She now takes up residence in my back room, which is basically a porch, but with walls.
When she arrived we were told she'd be having the kittens within the week. Three weeks later she seemed in no hurry to squeeze them out. But today, finally, she began having kittens.
I know my wife plans on giving away both the mother and the kittens, but I've been dropping hints about keeping mama. I doubt we will, but that's okay. I'm sure it won't be long before another lost soul finds their way to my house. And I'll be happy to have them for as long as they'll stay.
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