I found these little babies outside today.
I was sitting here at my desk right after work when I hear plaintive mewing. A head count shows all my girls accounted for; as I live upstairs, I figure it's coming from outside, but baffled as to how. For a second I think maybe it's the cat downstairs, but he'd have to be screaming for me to hear him through the floor. Then I remember the tree.
So I go outside to see if I can find this cat; I see one on the porch scurry away as I approach, but I'm still hearing mewing. I look around and can't figure out where it's coming from. I look up into the tree, and I see one. Then I hear two meows, and see another, almost identical cat. Jesus, how many kittens are up there? Is this a cat tree?
While I'm standing there figuring out how to get them down, the one who scurried away re-emerges. So now there are three kittens, and they all have the same color. Great, either somebody dumped a litter or they were born stray. But they're not feral, they are all very sweet, so probably the former, which blows. They seem old enough to have been weaned, so I'm not sure if the mommy is/was stray as well.
I run upstairs to grab a carrier and scoop up the one on the ground; in that time the two in the tree have managed to climb out onto the porch roof. Well, that makes things a lot easier. I climb out my window onto the roof and grab 'em up; they're small enough that I can hold both in one hand while crawling back in the window.
They're currently sequestered in the bathroom. They're a little filthy and were VERY hungry, but seem healthy otherwise. They seem very happy to be inside and to be fed, and I'm happy to have rescued them from starvation, cars, or hawks.
I'll be taking them in for checkups and holding on to them for the time being, until I can figure out what to do. My own cats will have to deal with having foster siblings, even though they will be separated. Ginger was giving me the stinkeye like she was my wife and I brought home three prostitutes.
They are all very sweet and cute and I'm gonna get attached but AWWWW DAMN I CANNOT KEEP SIX CATS. You know how when you see on the news where this old eccentric is removed from their home and the home is condemned because they have like 80 animals in there? THIS IS HOW IT STARTS.
So is anyone local interested in having one or three kittens?
Friends get right of first refusal; I would rather not have to burden the no-kill shelter or give them to some stranger from Craigslist who will just feed them to his snake.